The family is changing, not disappearing. We have to broaden our understanding of it, look for the new metaphors.
“Before my grandpa built his own church, we went to the neighboring town, and it was a white community. You know, up north, mostly middle European people and Indians, Chippewa Indians. We were welcome to that church, but once we got in, they didn't know what to do with us.”
“Being an old maid is like death by drowning, a really delightful sensation after you cease to struggle.”