Thanksgiving

H made a fist rate turkey dinner last night. Just the two of us was just right. However now I'm not sure I'm up to another feast today.

I've not been shy about thanking the gods for my blessings. I don't need a special holiday for that.

In the 1960s a tradition began with half a dozen couples in LA having Thanksgiving together, which continued for a few years after some of us moved away. Celebrations hosted in San Jose or Eugene would last three days. Incredibly good fun and friendship.

I fell out of the loop when I moved east but the core group in LA is going strong even as the hosts enter their eighties.