All is well with my family again this year, and I have much for which to give thanks. My Beloved Bride is recovering well from her recent surgery and if off the walker and using a cane. I could wax eloquent (well, MILDLY so) but prolly couldn't do much better than what I wrote here a couple of years back. I checked and it still reads pretty well. Certain details differ, especially about the attendees, but my basic gratitude is the same. May you all be equally blessed on the day. 
Holly tuned the televisor to the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade and I've been glancing over my shoulder at the screen occasionally.
She commented that the Radio City Rockettes were about to perform, and I did turn around for that performance. I mused a bit, wondering aloud if to qualify for that distinguished troupe, the young women had to agree to having an extra four inches grafted into their legs. BB doesn't think so, but I still wonder . . . .Best of the season to all you you and yours.
JPG
