Before we had Thanksgiving dinner, my young nephew Ethan came over and whispered to me that he would like to say a few jokes before I said grace.
He’s too young to know, but his timing was perfect. Not the timing of his jokes mind you…a career in stand-up may be a little ways away, but I knew what I wanted to say before we started dinner and Ethan’s jokes were a perfect counterbalance to how I was feeling at that moment.
After the comedy act, I stated as best as I could to the 15 of us around the table that it is not unusual for families to have set an extra place for a lost loved one. We didn’t do that and the answer why is very simple.
Chris remains with each of us at all times wherever we are…together or separated.
Max helped me out and said grace and for his continued strength I am proud and grateful.
Now, that smoked ham was awesome and a lot of fun.
Here’s a few pics.