Thanksgiving this year was less eventful than last year. However, that was only because the iron I left on while we were out of state for two days wasn’t close enough to anything flammable to set the house on fire, thank god. I guess I was too distracted by checking the oven 45 times before we left to make sure it was off to venture into the other rooms in the house. This is why I keep my ironing to a minimum.
Forty-eight hours earlier, far away from the blazing iron, Thanksgiving dinner with my dad and Nonni (now 91) was cozy and pleasant. This despite the very recent shadow of a rather significant death in the family from a rather significant disease (I’ll give you three guesses as to the culprit, but you won’t need that many). Still, the easy banter between Nonni and my dad remained more or less intact, like when my dad decided to do some of his laundry at Nonni’s house:
Her: You have some nerve.
Him: I’ll pay you for the water.
Her: The water’s free.
Him: Okay, then go outside and wash my car.
So even though it’s been a rough year for everybody, it seems, there are still plenty of things to be thankful for: a nice meal, family, free water, shelter, life, etc.
1942-2009
Wow... what a gorgeous photo of her. Can you send it to me when you have a chance? Funny how endings and beginnings always accompany each other. ;)
Posted by: Sis | November 30, 2009 at 11:45 AM
We had two deaths in the family this year that were big blows. Sigh.
I love these old black and whites...especially when they're smiling, which seems so rare from that generation. I have several of these and I consider them absolute treasures.
Posted by: Amy | November 30, 2009 at 03:16 PM
She never did wash my car!
Posted by: Dad | December 01, 2009 at 04:06 PM