Had a fine Thanksgiving meal at my sister-in-law's brother and sister-in-law's apartment, a nice place on the 23rd floor of a building in downtown Boston. I think we had nine people (I was trying to decide if I should list all of the attendants and gave up after realizing that "sister-in-law's sister-in-law's parents" was excessively unwieldy) unless my math is excessively poor right now.
My brother made brownies, a pumpkin pie and a chocolate nut pie
(apparently the name Derby Pie is owned by a bakery in Kentucky so I can't use it to describe the pie even though that's what most people call it). I helped out a bit with the pies (minor contributions, but contributions none the less). My sister-in-law made some very good dressing (despite it's lack of traditional oysters). (I was always taught that dressing is the proper term for stuffing that isn't cooked inside of the turkey. Apparently there's some disagreement on the subject.)
Before dinner we took a walk around downtown Boston through Boston Commons. We saw a number of impressively large squirrels (filled with nuts for the winter).
I brought my laptop but not my iPhoto templates so the pictures I've uploaded
are a bit rough for now.
Tomorrow we're going out to Lancaster to visit the site of the Beaman Oak
(once the oldest oak tree in Massachusetts which existed on land once owned by my ancestor Gamaliel Beaman). We'll probably also visit the graves of my first ancestors born in the US over three hundred years ago.