I think that I’ve mentioned before that my childhood memories of Thanksgiving focus largely on my father’s family. That was our tradition the holiday itself was reserved for trips to the Detroit area, huge meals and a hose full of people. These were often followed by a trip to Grand Rapids sometime on the weekend to catch up with mom’s family as well. But that holiday itself is one I associate with Grandma Trotter and I’m thinking of her on this Thanksgiving Eve.
The photos my brother, my grandmother and I at my aunts’ home in Greater Detroit back in 2002.
Have a wonderful Thanksgiving! Enjoy your families, share, and listen!