The fall/winter holiday season begins… And my “to do” list seems longer than usual. Not sure why, as one of my daughters is graciously hosting this Thanksgiving holiday.
I run in circles, as I know my daughters each are, preparing our favorite dishes in our kitchens. My apricot and sweet potato casserole needs to get in the oven, and the green beans need to be snapped, but I find myself nostalgic and thinking of family and friends who live down the street and all over the country. E-mail and internet and phone are certainly great, but my problem is that there just aren’t enough hours in the day! But, at least I was able to catch my mom and have a short phone chat before she headed off to the beauty parlor (a generation-thing)!
The chat with my mom reminded me of long-ago holidays as a kid, growing up in Pittsburgh and northern Pennsylvania and Ohio. It was generally cold by Thanksgiving, and often would snow. And, wouldn’t you know, showing up in my e-mail inbox was a message about a new blog post written by a man in Pittsburgh! He writes such fun tales of a world from my past! Made me smile to read his post today, and if you are from my old stomping grounds, this article is filled with lots of nostalgia and fond memories! Enjoy!