We woke up to snow…

Usually Casey would get a call to go out and catch flurries during such weather, but this year they called Jr. at 1 a.m.  The torch is being passed…  Still, Michael was here with Olivia by 10 or so and we were feasting on crockpot roast beast, mashed potatoes and gravy, green bean casserole, and crescent rolls by 11.   Jess is afflicted with a bug of some sort and couldn’t be with us, but we soldiered on…

After they had left to attend another Thanksgiving meal, I muted the Dog Show and fell into YouTube, remembering…

Looking for a simple version of “We Gather Together”, I came across this little gem.  I Loved Tennessee Ernie Ford–bless your pea-pickin’ little heart– and grew up listening to an album of him singing hymns.  It was such an innocent time…Was the world really so much simpler, or was it because I was so much younger?   I don’t know…  At any rate, I never knew this existed, from 1963…

Thinking now of present-day…Emma’s in Philadelphia competing in a major Irish Dance competition and somehow the sight of those Red-Irish Dubliners made me smile, gratefully, for all of our gifts…

Same prayer as last year, still hoping…

With Your feast You feed us.  With Your Light now lead us.  Unite us as one in this life that we share.

I’ll drink to that…