All the aunts were there. Charlotte, Emily, Dahlia, Julia and Agatha, all decked out in full auntly regalia. The uncles, too, were also in full deployment; Tom, Spenser, Henry, George, and Willoughby.
The lump in my throat felt about the size of Buckingham Palace. Still, when the schoolmaster announced my name as the winner of the Scripture Knowledge prize I dutifully stood up. I saw Gussie Fink-Nottle glare at me out of the corner of my eye but shrugged it off.
The Headmaster handed me a book and a small certificate detailing the accomplishments of one Bertram Wilberforce Wooster.