Thanksgiving 2011

As one might expect, the star of Thanksgiving day wasn't me. All my wisdom to dispel, all my humor, knowledge and thirst for fun, cast aside by the fam in favor of a 6 month smiling soon-to-grow-out-of-blob-stage baby. So this is how it starts (or ends), the old person tucked away in the corner, whilst the admiring Norah-groupies fawn and coo.

Say "cheese".

Proud mama.

Norah in her holiday dress.

Parents and Norah posing for her first Thanksgiving.

Ignored old guy moving in on wee little one.

Norah is flapping her right hand so fast the camera couldn't focus on her very well. Just take my word for it, she is about the cutest kid ever born.

All told it was a great day. Besides the mounds of food, the three vats of homemade ice cream, the pumpkin pies and ham, not to mention football, we did devote ourselves to individual reflection on things we are thankful for. Brendan and Rachel were called away to spend the day with her kin, so we missed them. Like most years and folks, we experienced the usual highs and lows. We all remained healthy and so far, anyway, all remain in the same city. I don't know how long that will last but it is comforting. And, of course, we welcomed Norah Grace into the family this year, and after that what more could anyone want?

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Flashback Friday

Class, Or Lack Thereof The Dwight Vice gravestone in Oquawka, Illinois. I bring this old chestnut out every so often just to remind me that class is classless. Dwight Vice was killed in his home near Oquawka in 2001. It was one of those things that can generate crime: two guys thought Dwight had a lot of money stashed at home because of his pot-selling sideline to supplement his fishing job. Not really one of those big drug deals gone-bad things. Marijuana was, according to the trial, about the only stuff Dwight sold. But these two guys barge into the house and killed Dwight and attempted to kill his 11 year old kid, Darryl, before they took off with what money they could find. His son, now 23, was stabbed in the back and left for dead. He survived and is wheelchair bound and has undergone several surgeries to repair his wounds. He will be paralyzed for life. None of this is pleasant. Reading the facts of the murder and attempted murder are most unpleasant

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