A not so traditional Thanksgiving:

I come from a long line of hunters. The family traditional Thanksgiving was to get up at dawn...and head for the woods. Not to be seen again till nightfall. So I slept till lunch...jumped up...made a sandwich and headed out to spend the rest of the day with friends. And...that is what I am thankful for...my friends and family...past and present. Here is a tribute to those who love me no matter what:

Forgotten Thank You's

To my country:

FREEDOM

And...the spiritual side of me? To my son and God above:

Lost Child