Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving was an interesting day. We found out in the morning that my Grandpa Palmer (Dad's dad) had died. He was 96 years old and a wonderful man. A true Cowboy, riding horses to help bring cows off the mountain up until he is 88 years old. My dad went to Aurora to help with the arrangements and the rest of us tried to continue as normal. He had a good lunch, played games, ate dessert and had a pinata for the kids.