It's the Thanksgiving holiday. This year, the number of events and celebrations over the long weekend just keep piling up.
Thursday, naturally enough, is Thanksgiving Day. Though set aside as a time to give thanks for the harvest and bounty of blessings we receive, it's slowly evolved into a day to overeat, watch parades and football, and take long naps on the sofa.
Friday has become known as BLACK FRIDAY, the busiest shopping day of the year. Sales used to start in the early morning hours, though many retailers are now beginning their sales on Thanksgiving day or evening.
For Mason football fans, it's going to be PURPLE FRIDAY! The Punchers play their first game of the playoffs as they meet up with Three Rivers in Hondo. But, for the first time in a very long time, I won't be at the game taking photos. I have something else to attend.
On Friday night, I'm going to be rehearsing a wedding. I'm only the reader of the Biblical verse for the ceremony; but, I'll be joining the other celebrants to walk through the ceremony, and then join together at a rehearsal supper.
Saturday is where things get really interesting.
It's the day that Mason turns on its Christmas finery during Light Up Our Town. It is my 53rd birthday. It is Randy and Connie's 40th wedding anniversary. And, it's Dewey and Shannon's wedding day.
I only ever had two nieces and one nephew. Leslie has married Travis and given birth to Aubrey Joy. Lilly Joy was lost to us on a Christmas several years ago. And then there's Dewey.
I watched Dewey growing up over the years. He's funny, he's sensitive, he's silly and he's mature. I remember him laughing with me as we drove to San Angelo to do our Christmas shopping together. He was just as excited about eating at China Garden as he was about the rest of the trip.
I watched him as he worked around losing part of his finger and completely overcame that limitation to play baseball and football. He did well in school, loved his friends and adored his family. When it came time to leave Mason, he headed to Texas A&M along with several of his friends.
College was a good time for him. He was fortunate in that his sister and brother-in-law were just down the road in Snook. He sought my help with editing on some of his more complicated papers; but, did his own work and earned his own achievements.
After graduation, Dewey headed west. Way west!
He was at the Blackgap Wildlife Management Area south of Marathon, Texas. On the times I visited, we enjoyed the Rio Grande, went to the top of mountains, got stuck in a desert draw and cooked up some great meals. We drove up to Marathon for drinks and supper with friends, and we wound our way home dodging javelinas and tumbleweeds.
And now, it's time for Dewey to become Dewey & Shannon.
I haven't had the time or opportunity to get to know Shannon yet; but, I know the importance of family to Dewey and know that he will share as much of his married life with us as they are able to do.
I know that Dewey will be an honorable and loving husband. Some day, I know that he will be a protective and caring dad.
But, on Saturday, as Dewey prepares to pledge his love to Shannon, I will remember his as the little boy riding in my car, pushing his thick glasses back up on his nose, and laughing at the lyrics to the songs we had playing on the stereo. I will watch him take Shannon's hand and repeat his vows; but, I'll be remembering he and Dustin pulling out the sleeper sofa in the living room so that they could watch television just a bit longer. I'll watch him escort Shannon down the aisle after they've been announced as husband and wife; and, I'll remember the brave young man that held Steve and Merlina as we said goodbye to Lilly.
Congratulations, nephew! You are, always have been, and always will be loved.
It’s all just my opinion.