Most of the friends Amanda grew up with remember hanging out on the Jackson patio. Over the years it has seen innumerable parties - birthdays, holidays, party days - and on Thanksgiving it was activated again. Carol and I have never really had family in town that we got together with on Thanksgiving but our house always seems full. This year we had our good neighbors the Murpheys, Pastor Bruce Johnson and wife Laurie with daughters Shelly and Megan. Our friend MaryEllen and her Mom Martha and our good friend Carol Reeve. Of course we had Amanda and Lance. It was great sharing Thanksgiving with such good friends. Then at night we were joined by a host of other friends that had enjoyed their own Thanksgiving meal and were joining us for dessert. Blake and Allison and Fischer came along with Charlie and Cynthia Bennett and their big guy Bryan. We had Joe and Terri White along with Brent and Dianne Robinson, Glenn and Jamie Suppanz with Glen's visiting brother Mark. All in all a good fun group of friends.
I'm blessed to be surrounded by people of musical talent. All of the Robinson's including Glenn. Of course Amanda sings like a dream and Lance is an excellent drummer and guitar player. Blake is very good and Brent wails on the harmonica. So before long the instruments came out and the patio was rocking. Just another sign that the world is passing me by - Blake had a cell phone that he looked up lyrics with. Here is a picture of Amanda and him singing the Johnny Cash - June Carter Cash hit "Jackson". Amanda is reading the words off this phone. Wow! Do I feel old fashioned. Then a pic of Brent wailing out on the harp accompanied by Lance on guitar. All we were missing was a Mother-Daughter duet by Dianne and Jamie. Maybe next time.
Man, this is what I call fun!