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This time he decides to organize the world largest family reunion, one to which everyone is invited because, well, we are all related. The reunion itself is almost anticlimactic for the heart of the book lies in his adventures along the way, meeting with the aforementioned Mormons, digging into his own family tree, discovering connections to the famous and the infamous, discussing some of the embarrassing discoveries that DNA research can reveal, interviewing both Hatfields and McCoys, etc.
Jacobs writes with wit and charm, and this time he has a topic that impacts us all, our family (thinking small) or the brotherhood of man (thinking big). Like many people my age, I recently came down with the genealogy bug. The further back in time I go, mostly thanks to those Mormons, the more I am struck by what struck Jacobs: We are all cousins.
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