In memory of my father. My dad and I traveled to South Windsor, CT from Reston, VA, for Thanksgiving every year for close to 30 years. It was one of the greatest traditions we had together. This year was the first year since he passed that my wife and I made the journey to South Windsor to spend Thanksgiving with my aunt and uncle, my cousins and their children, and my great aunt who is 98 years young. It was a great time with all of them, and my dad was very much missed that day and everyday.