Most of us have Thanksgiving traditions, memories and even superstitions. My favorite memory involves my husband’s family Thanksgiving tradition of taking a long walk just before the meal is served. Over 30 years ago, before my husband and I were married, I had been invited to his family’s house for Thanksgiving. My husband Bob “Mac” McIlhenny, his mother Helen, son Andrew and nephew Craig were all to share the meal.

The food was in the oven or staged to be prepared. Mac, Craig, Andrew and I went for that “fateful” walk. I wore a lovey flowing pink skirt and sweater; I know I am not from around here, I am from Chicago. But I did have sturdy waterproof boots.

Ruthmary McIlhenny is an active community volunteer and serves on the Physical Fitness Task Force.

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