Fragments From Floyd

This time, last year. All together. Seated around the table. Holli, Abby and Mike; Ann, my mom, son Nathan. And himself, behind the camera.

This time, this year, all apart: Alabama, Virginia, Wyoming, Vermont.

Wish you were here. Glad you were here. Thinking of you all. More turkey for us!

Thank God for each other, our home(s) and our country. May it remain true to the ideals of those who have sustained through the centuries this traditional day of honoring our nation's roots in hospitality, equality and justice, and doing unto the least of these, our (black, white, red, yellow, or turbaned) brethren (and sisteren) as we would do unto our own loved ones.