Thanksgiving

Being an even-numbered year, this Thanksgiving weekend was supposed to be a Logan family reunion, when we gather together and play games, make puzzles, and go on hikes. We share delicious food and our lives. We talk about what’s happened over the past two years and make predictions for the next couple.

This year, we didn’t meet. And none of us had 2020 in our predictions.

Instead, we stayed with our individual families, still thankful for those in our lives and the good that has happened.

  • My family. You’re the best!
  • My friends. As one said this morning, “You kept me sane this year.” Likewise.
  • Health. It’s been “interesting” but as brother Bob says, “Every day above ground is a good day.” My condolences to those who have lost someone dear.
  • Modern medicine. Had we lived at any time much earlier than now… ’nuff said. And that goes for more than just this year.
  • Pets. Ours are amateur therapy animals. I love a dog or cat flopped hard against me. And the grins that come from both ends of the leash make it easy to ignore the weather.
  • Social media. I’ve enjoyed looking at what my friends and family have posted today. It’s not the same as being there, or even being on the phone/Zoom, but it’s nice.
  • The internet and music. Without these, I don’t think surviving 2020 would have been possible.
  • Voters. I’m thankful for all 154,000,000 or so that participated in our great experiment. I’m hopeful for the coming years. Let’s work together.

This is just a partial list, both in (1) who and what is included and (2) why.

Have you considered why you could be thankful?

If I knew that today would be the last time…

If I knew that today would be the last time I’d see you,
I would hug you tight and pray the Lord be the keeper of your soul.

If I knew that this would be the last time you pass through this door,
I’d embrace you, kiss you, and call you back for one more.

If I knew that this would be the last time I would hear your voice,
I’d take hold of each word to be able to hear it over and over again.

If I knew this is the last time I see you,
I’d tell you I love you, and would not just assume foolishly you know it already.

Gabriel García Márquez

Road Trip: Fair Oaks, CA to Dixie, WA

Yesterday, we made an unplanned road trip to Dixie, Wash. to visit family.

Although the trip was supposed to take nearly fourteen hours, we made a few stops along the way. There were random vista points, a photo op with a sign in front of Taco Bell in Weed, CA, a couple of work zones on Highway 97, and a fun restroom stop in Dorris, CA where we discovered what, when erected, was the largest flagpole in the United States. We also stopped at Sunriver (where we recently vacationed) to enjoy milkshakes from Goody’s and pizza from Blondie’s. Mmm… :-)

Fifteen hours later, we de-carred. Even though the scenery was beautiful, I wouldn’t want to make that drive every day.

At one vista point on Highway 97, I met an older gentleman riding a bike to Chico on his way to Southern California. From there, he was headed the southern route to Kentucky. Last year, he’d biked 3,000 miles. This year, he’s already biked 2,000.

Sunriver Vacation, Day 5

Today, we played putt-putt golf and bumper cars. We didn’t keep score for either activity, just had fun.

Then we went to the pool, a first for this vacation with mom and Melissa (with yesterday getting thundered out). My sore wrist from yesterday’s activities (either starting on the slide or signing my name) was much better.

We celebrated Heather’s birthday (again, or maybe still) at Olive Garden in Bend.