It was our family tradition that we played a game of football each and every morning of Thanksgiving, without fail. Rain or shine we were all heading out there to play some touch football and we had all grown to love this tradition through the years. Of course my mom wasn't very good at it, but we all played happily, laughing all the while as she tried to throw the ball with little effort. These were good times and created some of my favorite memories, just all of us being together there outside laughing and playing our traditional game. We always had such fun being together!