Take this email for instance from last year's Thanksgiving Day:
11.26.09 8:09 PM [Thanksgiving Night]May your Thanksgiving memories and its spirit of giving thanks bleed into the rest of your year...and all the years to come.
To: Auntie Lynne, Auntie Donna, Tammy, Wayne, Scott, Todd, Trevor,
I got up early this morning to get a jump on the Thanksgiving cooking. I was alone in the kitchen, everyone else still asleep and while I cooked, I began reminiscing. Here are a few of the things I remembered that have made my day today.
Competing to be the first to see the dome of the capitol building in Providence when we were getting close, chanting "Bumps, bumps, come on bumps!" for my mother's sake because she always had to go to the bathroom when we were bouncing over some bridge close to EP [East Providence], fighting over Grandma's dressing, setting tables, making placecards, lots of aunts laughing while doing dishes (we weren't allowed because the dishes were the "good" ones and we were too little), the Thanksgiving parade in Grandpa's basement, Grandma's speech about not having to eat anything you didn't want today, Happy living up to his name wacking us in the rump with his wagging tail as he waded through the sea of people at Grandma's house, Grandpa's toast that Jeff had memorized at a young age and adopted as a tradition to carry on, piano, uke, banjo, kazoos and bad singing that was nothing but sheer fun, trying to catch the football game at the end of the block and still make it home in time for dinner, Auntie Lynne fussing at us for growing while we were gone, Dad and Uncle Butch comparing bald spots.
I have wonderful childhood memories of Thanksgiving at Grandma's house. Hope your memories are as special. And I hope you had a great day today, too.
PS _ Tam, forward this to Todd and Trevor, please. I don't have their emial addresses. Thanks.