Thanksgiving 2009
My apologies to Quvi, and the rest, for this horrendous photo. Unfortunately, this is the best I could do given the circumstances. It’s for Hugh and Jane, who couldn’t make it.
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A poor substitute for the quality of food and conversation we surely missed out on, but a fun photo nonetheless. Thank you.
By next thanksgiving we’ll be grownup enough to get to the ferry on time.
We were on time until we hit traffic going into Richmond. Then we were still on time until I took a wrong turn at Bridgeport.
Thanks guys.
No worries, it figures that the Native guest at a Thanksgiving dinner would be cut out.
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