OK here is something weird on the genealogy front: I recently found out that 90 years to the week before I drove a hundred miles round trip to see Brokeback Mountain, I had a great Aunt, who climbed in another car with a bunch of people and drove a hundred miles round trip to see Birth of a Nation.
Now, please do not assume I am comparing the two or that I am in any way endorsing Birth of a Nation, which I have seen and once is enough, thank you very much. It was a cultural phenomenon in 1916 and she participated in it, as I participated in mine 90 years later.