There is a woman at church. Her name is Rose Scoville. We are second cousins. We are related, but not in the way that everyone thinks. She married a Scoville and I married a Scoville. We look alike we could be sisters. Her father was my father's mother's brother. They are McNally's. My father is a deacon at church and wears a name tag. Rose saw the tag and realized they were cousins. People call her house looking for me. We are constantly asked if we are related. Yes, but not in the way everyone thinks.
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That's pretty funny! When we were in Salt Lake there was a lady named Alice who is John's mom's cousin. And our Alice was named after my grandma.
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