Thanksgiving memories

When I was a kid - into my teens and college years, my family would troop down to my parents hometown. We would have Thanksgiving at my uncle and aunt's place. There would be my mother's parents, my aunt and uncle, my four cousins, my parents and my two brothers.

There would be two tables: the Adults table and the Kids table. Usually when one reached the age of 18 you were promoted to the Adult table: a major life milestone. By the time I reached that age my older brother and cousins had filled the table and there wasn't enough for anyone else, so I never got to the Adult table.
That was okay by me... the Adults were all Squares and the Kids Were Alright.

After an early dinner: around 1 PM ish, my uncle would lie on the couch to watch The Big Game... and promptly fall asleep. If the weather wasn't too cold, rainy or snowy, us kids would head off into the woods, down to the old railroad tracks and off into the hills to visit the local rock formations. We'd normally make it back before dark but I remember several occasions when the snow was just starting to fall when we got back to the house.

They were mostly good times. Most of the older folks are gone now, my brothers I occasionally see, I've lost track of my cousins. It's just my housemate and me today, although we have some turkey and chicken, rolls, apple pie, potatoes, Stove Top Stuffing... enough for several days of over-eating.

I hope you all have a happy Thanksgiving. Peace out.