Originally Posted by seedsbelize2

The things we lose track of. When we were kids we always went to my great uncle's house for Thanksgiving. Well over thirty people, and always some that I didn't know. That was the only time I saw them. Uncle Don had a movie camera back in the forties. When he died and they were going through his stuff they found one of two reels of my parents' wedding, in 1947. Somebody had it made into a DVD and each of us kids has one. Thanks for the reminder.
Yesterday was just another day for me and the three dogs and a cat. The Mrs is in Atlanta.