Emily referred to our annual Allen Family Reunion on her xanga, so I thought I’d give you all a taste of what our rowdy family reunion is like.
The Allen family reunion has its roots in Stump and Ila Allen, my Big Daddy and Mamaw. They had 5 boys: Harold, Billy (my Daddy), Kenneth, Thomas, and Bobby. Billy is the only brother left, the oldest living Allen (this branch), and it is not a situation he ever wanted to be in.
I won’t go into the history of our reunions, just let it suffice to say that we have been gathering often for as long as I can remember. The Allen’s are a close family. Our reunions are not the “nametags, ice-breaker games” kind of family. We already know each other, have chased armadillos together, gone down to the Bottom to look at the cattle, gone with Big Daddy to milk “Pet”, and ridden miles on Punkin and Princess, Tonja’s horses. We’ve watched the adults play “Pitch”, a card game that in the Allen family you must be a legal adult for years in order to play with the Uncles. And stories….those Allen boys have a million stories to tell, and what story tellers they all are/were!
So, on the first weekend that includes Friday in October, we all descend upon Fairfield, TX, at Tony and Jan Allen’s home. There are usually somewhere around 100 relatives there and a few Allen wannabes . We have a blast! As Emily said, we are a very huggy-kissy family, and you might even get your bottom pinched if you stay in one place too long! I’m including pictures of the Streetman Centennial, which is NOT an Allen reunion, but is very close since we Allen’s have a tendency to take over any event we attend. I don’t have any pics on our new computer of past Allen Reunions because our last computer died with all pictures firmly in its grip.
One of the favorite treats of an Allen Reunion is to go driving with one or more of the Uncles. They take you to all their old haunts, and tell stories that make you laugh, cry, or just thank God that any of them are still alive!!! This is my Daddy on a recent drive in the Streetman area where he spent most of his young life.
Eating is always a part of Allen gatherings. Here we are picnicking at Saint Elmo Cemetery, but at the reunion, breakfast is the MEAL OF THE DAY!!! Tony, Jim, Marty, and Dean (sorry if I missed anyone) are the designated cooks of the bacon, eggs, and sausage, while Patsy and any helpers she can round up make biscuits and Patsy’s famous cheese biscuits. The men outside also make gravy, and then we’re set. You have NEVER tasted anything as good as breakfast at the Allen Reunion!
As Emily said, we can be somewhat intimidating, but don’t let us scare you off. We are a fun bunch of folks who love each other, are proud of our heritage, and love to share who we are with you. We all seem to feel sorry for anyone not blessed to be an Allen! God has blessed our family with so much, and we are thankful for His grace on the Allen Family!