Wednesday a week ago, we drove to Central Pennsylvania to celebrate Thanksgiving with my family. It promised to be a big get-together, because my brother's family was coming from Vermont and my sister and her husband from Virginia, as well as family friend The Pastor and her two sons.
The Pastor's Oldest Son stayed at our place the night before, since he'd flown into Philly from Colorado, where he works for a company that develops flight simulators. He told us a story once about how he was looking through some graphics for said company while on a flight, attracting suspicious looks.
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