PSoTD

My wife spent a good part of yesterday putting up Christmas decorations around the house. It's a bit early for me - we'll go get the tree next weekend, and that's when we normally do this. I say we, although my decoration job ends with whatever we decide to put up outside, and the placement of the tree in the treeholder. My wife pretty much holds the internal decorating job by her choice, and she and the kids fancy up the tree. And so the season begins.

For whatever reason, it occurred to me that I probably couldn't figure out where I've spent, specifically, even most of my 48 Thanksgiving dinners to this point.

But I figure I can be general:

1959-1970 - Primarily Marion, Indiana, where my grandparents lived, although it's possible that either Indianapolis or Muncie could have been the primary location.

1971-1983 - Pretty much Livermore, California, with one memorable trip to an Aunt's in Southern California, which became known as the "Windowshopping versus Notre Dame" controversy in our family.

1984-1989 - Various places in California. Rancho Cordova one year, Livermore for several of those years, probably Bakersfield, I don't really remember at this point.

1990 - Bahia, Brasil. I didn't have Thanksgiving dinner that year.

1991 - 2003 - Mechanicsburg, and then Camp Hill, Pennsylvania. We may have spent one of those holidays in DC, but again, not remembering much. Thanksgiving Day, 1991 was the day I proposed to my wife, and it is by far my most eventful and enduring Thanksgiving, and is the best reason I have to be thankful for this particular day.

2004 - Pittsburgh, PA - We all took a trip to goof around in the Steel City, and we had a lot of fun.

2005 - California. We decided to go to California for a couple week in November - my Dad was terminally ill, and it was a time for our kids to see him one last time before he passed. We had an early 70th birthday party for him at a local restaurant, there was a good number of family that flew out for it, and we all enjoyed our time together.

2006 - Camp Hill again - last year our house was torn up for remodeling, we ended up eating at Fire Mountain, a relatively decent buffet restaurant, before heading down to Colonial Williamsburg.

2007 - Camp Hill again.

That our seven year old boy will enjoy well beyond its cost.