Nostalgia. Going to my paternal grandma's house (in Stillman Valley IL) for Easter, Thanksgiving and Christmas dinner. Not to mention we'd have a big family reunion picnic every summer. After grandma passed in 1982 we had one reunion picnic (early 2000's) with cousins from as far as England ranging in age from 8 months to 80+ yrs. It took 3 polaroid shots to get a family portrait of the group. Now everyone is either gone (the older generation) or scattered from one end of the country to the other. My only company this Thanksgiving day was little Scotty. He's not much for conversation.
