When I was a kid, it’d have to be Memorial Day. All the extended family would convene at the old family cemetery to decorate the graves. That isn’t the weird thing… the weird thing was we treated it as a family reunion and picnicked together among the head stones.
in the seventies, we all swam naked together
I was a prudish kid in the 70s but yep, my mom and stepdad had no such hangups. Hippies, man.