text: I grew up around mostly Mexican-Americans. Almost all of my friends. I was always amazed at how loving and warm their family events were compared to my Gringo family.  Everything with my family is a competition. What job do you have? how pretty is your wife/GF? What kind of car do you drive? People were glad to see each other, but no one ever really says it.  With my Mexican friends it was always just Tia and Tio being genuinely happy and ecstatic to see people.