Tomorrow is Thanksgiving. I’m blessed beyond measure to be able to spend this day, for the twentieth consecutive time, at the home of Grandpa Harry…my wife’s grandfather. I’ll be having dinner with him, his six children and their spouses, most of their children (my wife included), and THEIR children (among them, my sons). It takes four rooms to seat everyone, but nobody leaves hungry.
Speaking of being blessed, it’s not the only – or even the first – Thanksgiving dinner for me this year. Last Sunday, the boys and I had dinner with my best friend Andrew and his son – the ones we’ve spent the last eight Father’s Day weekends camping with – at his mother’s home, which we’ve also been doing for years now. After dinner, the five of us always take a hike down the railroad tracks that run through Pleasant Plain, Ohio. Sometimes we head east, sometimes west…this time, we went west. As Andrew and I watched the boys run ahead of us, we decided to turn and head back when we reached a certain pond. As we walked on, we both marveled that the boys, who surely hadn’t heard us, took a sudden turn towards that very pond. It could have been coincidence, but we chose to believe that the five of us are all just like-minded. Which is true, regardless of the reason they might have actually headed for the pond.
Also on the subject of being blessed…and turkey dinners…my wife brought home a modest-sized bird from the grocery store the other day, to cook up on Friday. Plans are to spend the day at home, decking the halls and putting up the Christmas tree, and playing board games.
EXAIR, like a lot of American businesses, will be closed until Monday. Whatever your plans are for the holiday weekend, I wish, for you and yours, the richest of blessings. If you’re spending this time treasuring each others’ company, then that’s a wish well wished.
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