Friday, November 24, 2017
"Grammy's tablecloth" by Lauren McBride
Dad's carving knife
still with us
Poet's Notes: These days, folks might not get out the good china or fancy tablecloth for Thanksgiving or dress in their Sunday best as we used to do. Yet, I am grateful for these fond memories and the tangible reminders of loved ones, absent through distance or death, which made every Thanksgiving a truly blessed event, even as our family grows in number around the current dining table.