Thanksgiving and a story

Hope everyone had as wonderful a Thanksgiving as we did...friends, strangers, books, fur babies, music, sunshine, snow, frost, ice and walks in Maine.


Several years ago my Mother came to help me survive a round of chemotherapy for the treatment of colon cancer and her visit happened to coincide with Thanksgiving. Julian invited her to see the balloons being blown up in Central Park on the Wednesday before Thanksgiving. My Mother considered this invitation but politely declined. The next day we watched the parade on television. When my Mother saw the balloons floating down 5th Avenue she exclaimed,"So those were the balloons you meant!"