Happiness is having a large, loving, caring, close-knit family . . . in another city.
You can’t choose your family, but you can ignore their phone calls.
Obviously, if I was serious about having a relationship with someone long-term, the last people I would introduce him to would be my family.
The other night I ate at a real nice family restaurant. Every table had an argument going.
Some family trees bear an enormous crop of nuts.
The families of one’s friends are always a disappointment.
If you cannot get rid of the family skeleton, you may as well make it dance.
I come from a family where gravy is considered a beverage.
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Dr. Bob Griffin
“Jesus knows me, this I Love”