I have thanks in that I can have my father over for Thanksgiving. He does
not have a lot of years left with us so we cherish what time the good Lord
keeps him in our company. My father is the one who showed me how to
fish..... the first time was with a bucket of worms and fishing for
'shiners'. I don't think even the biggest brookie could ever replace the
memories given to me by that outing. His health is not the greatest now, he
stopped fishing several years ago, but his conversations about the "big one
that got away" will alway enlighten any meal. Again I give thanks that I can
share tomorrow meal with my father.

Mike