* a familiar sight *
A quick stop in St Louis to see mom’s family then on to KC. We arrive and the rest of dad’s fam eventually makes their way over and congregates here in my aunt & uncle’s kitchen the night before Thanksgiving. Catching up, discussing everything under the sun, and just enjoying the brief time we all have together. And even though we’ve got a lot more room here to spread out, we gather around the kitchen table – just like when we used to cram everyone in that little bitty kitchen at Grandma & Pappaw’s house. Some things never change. Lovely traditions and even lovelier memories.