Happy Thanksgiving 2011 from the Eversons—and guests.
A 23-month-old + a pregnant wife in third trimester + vacationed with my parents in September + seeing my folks at Christmas = 2011 was going to be the first of my 35 Thanksgivings that I wouldn’t spend with my parents. Instead, my wife, daughter, and I were going to celebrate at home in Louisville, just the three of us.
As is often the case though, a Thanksgiving dinner picks up some stragglers. In our case, it was seven Chinese journalists and their two interpreters.
The group came to our area through the World Affairs Council of Kentucky/Southern Indiana (I’ve met with other groups it sponsored). In addition to Louisville, the journalists were visiting New York City; Washington, DC; Minneapolis; and San Francisco.
Representing Chinese media outlets like Time Weekly, Chongqing Sina, Shenyang Evening News, China Daily, and Chengdu.cn, they photographed and jotted notes about how my wife prepared Thanksgiving dinner. I informed them that while many American men help prepare the meal, I’m not one of them (although I let them know I’d be cleaning up afterwards).
Visiting a local home is often a highlight on my travels; hopefully they found their experience here likewise. One journalist fell asleep on the couch during our Thanksgiving—so clearly they had no problem getting acclimated with the traditions of this North American holiday.