I'm finally over the sinus infection . . . just ripe for another, I'm sure. I've sold my Mother's family homeplace (at left) and the man who bought it has pushed the dirt around so that it looks like the Riata Ranch in the movie Giant . . . flat as a pancake, with not a tree in sight. I've suggested that my brother and I donate to charities rather than exchange gifts at Christmas. I'm sure that's a good thing to do, and actually more satisfying, but I feel like I've cut off the last tie to my own family. I keep reminding myself that I didn't start it, but that doesn't help a bit. So, the holiday season is off to a really good start.
On the up side. I spent a good Thanksgiving at Gary's homeplace and visited with Sally Jo Patton (one of my growing-up idols) and Lynette Turner (my roomy for my sophomore year). Had a really good evening with them in Louisa. The next day, Gary's brother, brother's wife and Gary's nephew came to dinner at Beth's. All-in-all a really good holiday.
