Thanksgiving 

Today, the day before Thanksgiving, is a good time to reminisce about all that have gone before.
The ones I remember most are those spent on Tholozan, of course.  By the time Brian was a toddler,
I was driving.  On several Thanksgivings, my brothers and sister all went to a park so Brian could get out and about and not have to be hanging around making mischief. His favorite was Wilmore

Besides, being near the kitchen on Thanksgiving was like being in no man's land.  Mary Fran
wrestling with the bird, Grandma Hilda making pies and both women defending their own
work space was enough to send us to another location.  Brian could go with confidence knowing
that Hilda would not forget her Hansie and there indeed would be a chocolate pie in addition to
the pumpkin pie, which held no appeal to him.

Around a week before Thanksgiving, Perry Como would have a TV special.  In addition To Ave Maria and There's No Place  Like Home for the Holidays, he would sing Bless This House.  My Mom said every time she heard it she would feel guilty because the next line is With Windows Shining and she knew she hadn't washed a window in years!

Tomorrow, the three Pucketts will be dining on Honey Baked Ham and having the younger
Whitakers over for pie and coffee in the evening.  On Sunday, we will have Thanksgiving.
It will be a huge milestone for us because Sally and John will be preparing the feast for the
first time.  I can't wait because last year's Christmas dinner was a revelation.  She made prime
rib and roasted veggies and it was spectacular.

I will make the stuffing and pies.  I really feel old and useless but it keeps me humble.
Old, but humble.  I'm thankful for all the wonderful Thanksgivings past and those to come.
I hope you will have the blessing of a thankful family and really good food!