thanksgiving day 2010
Thanksgiving day was a good one, as most have been, for which I am grateful. For some reason, though, I have never documented any of them for posterity. I have two old diaries from 1968 and 1969. I have running calendars logging daily events and runs since about 1996. The only thing I mentioned in the diary from 1968 was that "we went to Ada's for dinner". I have no memories of that one, but Ada was my mom and sister's friend when I was growing up. She and her husband John, lived on a farm out in the country and had three boys and one daughter. For a while, I babysat for them. For some reason, as it happens sometimes, we lost contact with them. I haven't seen Ada in years. I wish I remembered her dinner. Most of my growing up memories of Thanksgiving are the ones I spent at Grandma Maxfield's house. I don't remember ever going to grandma Ojanen's house. I must have pictures to document our dinners with Grand...