Traveling for Thanksgiving

Nine miles of northeastern Kansas,
nearly three hundred miles of Missouri,
a hundred-and-seventy-five of Illinois
and fifty miles of the western tip of Kentucky.

Sweet potatoes and hash brown casserole,
broccoli casserole and a super-grain dish
whose name I can’t remember,
hand-carved turkey and fruit salad.

Four sons and one daughter,
four daughters-in-law,
twelve grandkids
and two more in the near future.

Kids in the yard,
a marshmallow gun,
at least thirteen of us
playing touch football.

Pictures and letters and grade reports
from thirty years ago,
keepsakes and books
and one pair of handmade lamps

passed out among the kids.

Fifty miles of Kentucky
with thirty minutes for the last four miles
before the river,
a hundred-and-seventy-five miles of Illinois
with ten minutes for the last two miles
before the river,
nearly three hundred miles of Missouri
and the last mile finished in Kansas
just a few minutes before eleven at night.

Worth every mile and every minute.

H. Arnett

About Doc Arnett

Native of southwestern Kentucky currently living in Ark City, Kansas, with my wife of twenty-nine years, Randa. We have, between us, eight children and twenty-eight grandkids. We enjoy singing, worship, remodeling and travel.
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