
Just like every Thanksgiving for the past few years, we spent this one in Rochester, WA, at Gramme's house, enjoying a good meal and some good company. Lilybeth didn't eat much turkey, but she had plenty of green pepper, olives, and ice cream.
This year, we were joined by my brothers John and Daniel:

Tom Fordham:

John and Uncle Frank:

Men in coats:

Lilybeth having a little post-feast relax on the couch.

And I'm sure Gramme and LB won't appreciate these next two photos of themselves, but the photos document that fact that both of them can roll their tongues. I don't have this skill.

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