Every other year for most of my life (since 1987) my dad's side of the family has gone to Gatlinburg for Thanksgiving. We rent a chalet in the mountains and just have a great time being family. With the very late fall, this was the first time we still had colorful leaves on Thanksgiving. It was a great trip. My aunt was kind enough to send me some pics, so I can now update the blog with pictures.
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