Since tomorrow is Thanksgiving, I thought I’d add something pertinent. I think one of my earliest childhood memories involves the holidays. I can remember living in the red house on Date St. in I.B., my Grandparents were over for Thanksgiving.. I’m maybe 4 or 5 years old. My Grandpa always had a great sense of humor, joking around, making us laugh. And he comes down the hallway from the kitchen with the bird they’re fixin’ to cook, holding it up by the wings yelling.. “Super Bird, Super Bird!”. Pretty sure my Mom and Dad were laughing and my Grandma was smiling and shaking her head saying, “Jack!” Funny random side note, I didn’t learn, until I was in my twenties that my Grandpa’s name was actually John. Anyway, it’s probably my favorite holiday memory. Second favorite would be today’s pic of the day. We’d driven down from Alaska to spend Thanksgiving with my family along with my Grandparents, Aunts and cousins. There were many hours spent laughing, playing the dice game 10,000 and even a turkey bowl football game with my brothers and sisters. What made this Thanksgiving so special was that my Grandma had a short break from her chemotherapy treatment for Breast Cancer. The fact that she was with us was a big deal. I’m not too big on holidays anymore, but I’d sure like to go back and experience this day, 10 years ago, again…

Three generations …
Grandma, me and my Mom.