Random memories of Thanksgiving, in no particular order:
Picking up the whole platter of turkey (at age 3) and taking it in to my Grandma Schuckert's bedroom because she had had surgery and couldn't come to the table to eat.
My Grandpa Davis and his rhubarb and mincemeat pies.
Sitting at the little kids' table, wondering when the magic year would be that I would get to sit with the grownups. Sadly, that day never came.
Hitting a bunch of bars one Thanksgiving Eve with Mom and her friends in search of a STRANGER to bring to Thanksgiving.
Grandma Schuckert and I picking a million crabs we had caught so everyone could have some without the hassles and mess of picking them themselves.
My brother Jeffrey and I adopting a couple of Seabees one Thanksgiving when Mom and Dad were visiting Uncle Dunkle in Florida.
Myne wyfe and I buying a rock solid frozen turkey on Thanksgiving day and defrosting it IN THE BATHTUB.
Cooking peas for the Salvation Army community dinner and them making the front page of the newspaper-my 'famous' peas.
Heavenly hash in all its incarnations.
Daddy's homemade cranberry sauce that shows back up for Christmas (but by then it's fermented)
Mom and her Thanksgiving themes-some years, we all dress like pilgrims and indians, some years everyone wears flannel jammie pants, one year was sweaters, sometimes she picks a color we are all supposed to wear-it's always something different. This year (her last, she swears) the theme is supposed to be MOD. WTF?
I hope you all have a wonderful Thanksgiving filled with family and friends and memories of your own. *smooches*