There is a lot to be thankful for. Family, dear friends, bounty, health, and a well spread table. Sharing that love is part of why Thanksgiving is such an enduring holiday. It’s not about gifts, or politics, but it is about gluttony. 
The memories of Thanksgivings past are also part of the way we cherish holidays.
This is the First Thanksgiving at the White Wolf Mine in Arizona, so it’s historic in its own small way. The snowplow crews will be taking their lunch break here, eating like the gluttons that they are. The firemen at the Blue Ridge Fire Department were invited but they are having their own lunch there at the firehouse. 
We used to have a resident Deputy Sheriff, but he quit to go to work at the AZ Dept of Public Safety so he will be missing out on a feast. 

Lastly, I thank all of you who drift by this blog from time to time for being there, reading my drivel and contributing your wit and wisdom. 
I don’t know if we’ll ever hear from our fellow blogger, Fredd again, since he may be eating Thanksgiving dinner with Aunt Sally. She defrosts – so maybe it will just taste bad without being life threatening. 
And to Jules in England, I hope you are having a feast there in Nottingham in sympathy with all of us across the pond in the colonies. And to John Derva in Norway who is not feasting, but is meeting with government people and is carrying on the good fight.

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  4. Happy Thanksgiving, LL.

    We're thankful for our wonderful emergency vet clinic and the wonderful doctors who work there. We had to rush Frankie doggie in late last night. It seems he has a raging case of pancreatitis. I just delivered his homemade food and if he keeps it down we hope he can come home later.

  7. Happy Thanksgiving, LL!

    This is our third here (already?), and we'll be heading out shortly.

    I'm sure the snow plow crews are grateful to get a break. We're pretty well dug out here, but there's more coming Friday night.

  9. Happy Thanksgiving LL. I just returned home from mine. I ate far too much but I did get in some playtime with two of my granddaughters. Good times.

  13. We had Thanksgiving at Nana's nursing home (Nana is Aunt Sally's mom, Aunt Sally remained in Houston this year), and for the second year in a row, we pre-ordered a hot dinner from Cracker Barrel, picked it up and spread it out for Nana in her room: great food! Hot gravy and turkey, stuffing and mashed potatoes, green beans and Aunt Sally's sister (my wife) baked the pumpkin pie from scratch and took it over with us.

    Cracker Barrel? Don't scoff, no muss no fuss, cost effective, and quick. No dishes, none of that. Left overs? Yes. Aunt Sally's cooking? No!

    It was a wonderful Thanksgiving this year.

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