We made our annual trek over the river and thru the woods to Grandma's house for Thanksgiving. The feast was held at JP's cousin's house. I think there were 17 total - it brought back memories of little house in IL. One of the hams was parked in front of CP - he ate at least 2.5 lbs of it himself.
No trip to IL is complete without a side trip to see our friends in Woodstock.
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