There was not one mention on the NBC national news tonight that this is the 53rd anniversary of President Kennedy's assassination. I guess mentioning such anniversaries has to end at some time. If we had a national day of notice/mourning for every tragedy that occurred in our life time, every day would be a sad day of remembrance. Eh?
My nephew called my sister and asked if he could come down to The Farm for Thanksgiving, instead of them going there. So this Thursday, I will be driving up to The Farm, with the little wooden pilgrim figures my Mother always had on our Thanksgiving table, for the center piece of their table, and enjoying the day with my sister, Chuck and Adam, her son.
It will be quiet and nice.