Sunny Thanksgiving

About one year out of every six or seven, Thanksgiving is warm enough for golf, and this year was like that. We didn't golf, but we did get outdoors. My sister lives in the older part of Waukegan, not far from Lake Michigan, so we decided to go to her house from the motel via Illinois Beach State Park.

Dan and I played Frisbee on the beach:



While Bobby checked out the shiny round beach pebbles.



We eventually moved on to see Loretta and Grandma. More in the next post!