For Thanksgiving, I took a long overdue trip to see Mom and Dad. They have been very busy taking care of their parents and don’t get to come to Kentucky as much as they would like.
My Brother, Jon, the Marine, was there, none of us like having our picture taken, except Mom and the neighborhood cat .
My parents are neighbors with Dad’s parents. Mom is a nurse and she and Dad make an awesome team of care givers. Grandaddy was a pilot in Germany during WWII, Korea and Vietnam. He has flown very dangerous missions, and has won a lot of military honors. Grandmama took care of 4 children while moving all over the world, living the military lifestyle.
Granny (mom’s mom) lives about 10 miles from my parents. She has been diagnosed with Alzheimer’s. She remembers who I am, and can tell great stories about being a Navy wife and raising 7 kids…but she can’t remember what happened 5 minutes ago. Twice a week, she visits mom, and the two are quilting maniacs. Quilting and walking are the t
Dad is a cycling maniac. When he retired a few years ago, he rode his bike along the mountains from Washington, DC to his new home in Georgia. He also recently followed the Mormon trail from Wyoming to Nauvoo, IL on his “trike”. While visiting, I helped him design a custom seat for his bike and mom did the sewing.
So that’s part of my clan. The more time I spend with them, the more I realize how special they are! I have a sister and another brother who didn’t make it for Thanksgiving, but you’d like them too!