We are in the frenetic moments of last minute preparations for the Yasui family reunion, a gathering I first learned about 45 years ago when Flip and I tied the knot.

The Yasui reunion is an extraordinary affair, growing ever larger as the third, fourth and fifth generations proliferate. Family will descend on Hood River from across the United States, traveling from as far south as Mexico and as far east as Japan. They will have a chance to meet the newest family additions and remember those we have lost. We will make actual rather than virtual memories together. Facebook friends are fine at forming acquaintances, but face time, with physical contact like hugs and handshakes, forms family bonds.