Where Nobody Knows Your Name

I went to Mass today and thought about Thanksgiving. That's right - my mind wandered to something else. :) But stay with me...please.



As I thought about Thanksgiving, two mental images leapt in my head.



First, my wife, who did a magnificent job hosting my side of our family. Anita really "showed out" as we like to say, with a remarkable repast, replete with cornbread dressing, mashed potatoes, sweet potato souffle, and a bounty of fine foods.



Second, it was fun to watch as members of the family stepped in to fill gaps here and there, cleaning dishes, or preparing drinks, or making a quick run to the store for some missing supply. All to contribute to make the total experience the best possible. Those folks never get thanked. Kind of like St. Andrew, whom we remembered at Mass today (see, I did pay some attention). Andrew is mentioned at the very beginning of the story of Jesus, alongside his more well known brother,   >>>>>