‘Twas the week of Thanksgiving and not a single thing was ready . . . but the sun was about to rise . . . still in our pajamas, we grabbed the cameras, jumped in the car and headed down the road . . .
‘Twas the week of Thanksgiving and not a single thing was ready . . . but the sun was about to rise . . . still in our pajamas, we grabbed the cameras, jumped in the car and headed down the road . . .