Wednesday, November 21, 2007


As I have grown up, I have learned to love the day before Thanksgiving more than Thanksgiving Day.

My mom would let us stay up late while she baked her pies. We would carefully help her pour the pumpkin-goo into the pie shell. We would help cut apples for apple pie. And when everything came out of the oven, we would get slices of fresh, hot pies.