for mr. jones’s clan, all roads lead home to columbia, tennessee.  there, you have wagging doggies to greet you, beautiful nieces and wonderful cousins-by-the-dozens to see, young men shed of their navy blazers to play football with, plenty of rolls - and everything else! - to go around twice (and butter turkeys to go along), friendly horses and cows that come looking for apples, and never quite enough time.

in short, so much to be grateful for that there is not enough room to express it all here.  i hope all of you had a happy thanksgiving too.