Vicki and I are going up to Hillsdale for Thanksgiving. Arnn and his flock have guaranteed that we’ll have turducken, so how could we resist! Yet, with the whole Arnn and Schramm families at one table, it will be an unquiet meal. No doubt I’ll have to listen to the brats braying, women clucking, and college presidents speaking in that ever-so-important-hushed tones that will do nothing to stir my blood; I just hope that it doesn’t make for ill digestions.

In the meantime allow me to wish you all a very Happy Thanksgiving! You may want to glance at the Thanksgiving Proclamations of both Washington and Lincoln .