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Last year in July 2014 there was a memorial service for my Great aunt Merna who passed away that christmas in 2013. My grandpa Leonard Duffy bought each train ticket for my grandma Cathy Duffy, my uncle Michael Duffy and a ticket for me. I spent the night at my grandparents house and we left around 8 in the morning to get to the train station by 930. We left the car in the parking lot and got on and went to find our seats. It was a very long ride, the seats were comfy but only to a point where sometimes I couldn’t stay sitting at all. We had to take many stops at different places and sometimes we were at that certain stop for more than 20 minutes. I slept most of the way since my phone had no reception otherwise I just sat there and talked …show more content…
Richard Kolden came and picked us up from the train station, my grandpa still considered him family because he was married to my great aunt who passed away a few years ago, but now he is married to a woman named Sandi Kolden. They were such great people to meet and I stayed at there house with my uncle Mike and my 2nd cousin Jason while my grandparents stayed at Butch’s house who was somehow related to us. Richard and Sandi spent time with me and took me around the town, we went for ice cream and we also went to the mall that day. We came home and relaxed, the following day my grandparents came and got my uncle and I to go to our hotel where other members of my family whom I have never met before were going to be there. But it turned bad for me, my grandfather introduced me to some cousins but I don’t remember any of their names. They ended up saying hi and that was all, no one bothered to talk to me or invite me to do anything. Later that night I found out they spoke to my grandpa and said that I shouldn’t even be allowed here because I’m not “white,” and that i’m not part of the family. It hurt a lot so when the memorial service had started no one talked me they just ignored me and I ended up going back to the hotel and did nothing. I got over it and before we left, my grandparents and I went to the glacier park, and went to a couple of gift shops. Then finally we went back to the train station said our goodbyes and

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