A Centennial Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving is my cousin Mike's grand holiday. I think he would go out in the street and compel people to come in and share the feast if not enough family showed up. He and Debi continue the tradition of Mike's parents, who always invited us to their house for this feast. This year the dinner itself was held on Friday, because of work schedules. But there were plenty of appetites there. Their daughter and son in law and two grandsons; Deb's sister and her husband, their grandson; assorted friends and that couple from Missouri. Yes, there were a few left overs, but not many. Norm and I contributed pecans for one of the pies, and we tried to help put things away.

I titled this post A Centennial Thanksgiving because Nov. 16 was the 100th anniversary of Oklahoma becoming a state. There had been a big state-wide celebration all year long, with the finale on the Saturday that we were driving through the state on the way to Texas.

If you live in Sperry, you are a pirate. That's the mascot of the school where Deb teaches. Our visit included playing with two babies and one 4-year old, meeting a relative of Deb's we hadn't met before, and watching Arkansas prevail against LSU on national television. It was a very satisfying day. Our stay in Oklahoma ended on the 24th and Gracie brought us back to St. Louis. We covered 1609 miles over the 8 days, and Gracie got close to 26 MPG on the highway. Not bad considering the higher speed limits in Texas and on the Oklahoma turnpikes!