There are times for reflection.
Once again we'll be going to my friend Jim's place for Thanksgiving.
Among other things, our camaraderie is rooted in flyfishing. And as is so often true of flyfishers, our commonality extends to other things, other areas of interest, other affinities.
The usual crowd consists of three or four couples of empty nesters, depending on who will travel out-of-state to visit the children, or which kids will make the trek home this year.
It just sort of happened, over time, that this tradition developed. Somebody's kids wouldn't be home to complete one family circle, and then somebody else said, "Why...
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