Aftermath to a Holiday

I failed to report on my actual Thanksgiving Day. Maybe it’s not too late to do that now.

I’ll confess I didn’t have a thing to do with the meal. Most of the credit for the day goes to my girl Annie, 

She can do anything, it seems.

This is Annie just last week. (Sometime your kids don’t let you take endless pictures. You have to kind of sneak up on ’em.)

Anyway, she left her apartment with the 20-pound bird  in his 20-pound pail of brining fluid and came over here to the house of her aging parents who were just sliding their feet into their slippers.

She cooked for the rest of the morning, gleefully accepted the dishes made by three other great  family members and had us all seated at 2:00 for the feast.  

All I did was make the gravy and get the porch furniture out of the dining room in time. (See here for that story.)  

Old Dave even got in a little yard work in the morning, pruning some branches off of the hawthorn so the coming snow won’t do that for us.

That’s when he noticed the ball stuck high in the branches of the crimson maple which he knew would drive him crazy all winter long.  

But that got solved when the guest who is also a firefighter/medic arrived. He shinnied 60 feet into the air, loosened the ball from the tight grasp of the branches and shinnied down again.

And when a tiny fire occurred in the oven threatening to wreck half a dozen “sides”  he fixed that too, without harming a hair on their heads so to speak. (He’s a firefighter/medic.)

It almost goes without saying that that guest is Annie’s intended who she fell in love with while still in high school.

So here’s one more handful of gratitude tossed up in the air.  Getting older isn’t bad at all if the ones coming up behind you are this kind of competent and helpful.

And know how to smile and have fun too.

10 thoughts on “Aftermath to a Holiday

  1. Good tidings indeed and I sure hope I sound grateful Frank. Wrote about the run-up to our high school reunion for my column this coming week. Betcha some newspaper out there has already run it. Google my name and the world ‘reunion’ or perhaps the phase “Drama nerd” to see..

  2. Terry,
    Have you read Amanda’s blogs. She too has your gift of being a great story teller? Thanks for sharing the great stories. It is nice to be included in your life and inviting me to Thanksgiving, through your pictures and stories. Love to all. We have so much to be thoughtful for. Gwen

  3. Loved that Thanksgiving story at the Marotta house! I have to agree with David ….that ball would have driven me crazy all winter long too. Good job John!!!!

    We too had a wonderful Thanksgiving with my daughter Meredith (born on Thanksgiving Day 33 years ago) her husband Jay, my two Granddaughters and their Grandfather Woody who spent the day cracking walnuts to the delight of a two and three year old.

    We are all so blessed everyday!!!!!!!
    Love, ML

    1. and here is a wonderful comment from you Gwen S! Remember when we went to see Annie at Smith you and I? Fall of ’99, I will never forget that happy interlude. We went to pay our respects at Thoreau’s Walden Pond too I think…..

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