Over the past couple of years, my brother from San Diego has made the drive up to Grand Canyon for Thanksgiving.
He was planning to head up again this year, but car problems prevented the trip. Instead, my son and I spent Thanksgiving alone.
We had been invited over to a friend's house down in Williams. But I opted to just make a small Thanksgiving dinner at home. Nothing big — turkey breast, mashed potatoes and gravy, sweet potatoes with marshmallows, stuffing and cherry pie.
Many families enjoy getting together with loved ones for a day of fun, football and food. Members of my family are spread out from Broken Bow, Neb., to Lake Los Angeles, Calif. So, sometimes it's difficult to get away for only a few days.
Although it was just the two of us, it turned out to be one of my favorite Thanksgivings.
The computer was not turned on. I stayed away from writing stories for a day. We spent the entire day together, making the food, getting stuffed, rough-housing around the house and making popcorn.
Late in the afternoon, I decided we should start our own Thanksgiving tradition — putting up the Christmas tree.
The tree, the artificial kind I purchased just last year, was out in the shed. I dragged it out there after last Christmas without even taking it apart. So when I got it out, there were no branches to put in, although they were a little bent up and needed to be reshaped.
The Christmas decorations came in the house as well. It was my job to put the hooks on the decorations and it was Brandon's job to put them on the tree.
It was fun watching Brandon at work. He took over supervision of the project, talking aloud about where each decoration should be placed on the tree.
He kept in mind the higher spots on the tree and asked me a number of times to hang decorations in those bare areas.
The lights were also my job. A decoration Brandon made in kindergarten last year was placed on top of the tree.
Then we shut off all the lights in the house and turned on the tree. Not bad for a couple of bachelors.
The rest of the evening, we pretty much just sat around doing nothing. But you know, that's a nice thing to do every once in a while. We both seem to lead hectic lives and a lazy day was welcomed.
It's really the last calm time in our lives until January. The month of December ends up being a blur every year with all of the events to cover for the newspaper.
The next morning, Brandon got up and was disappointed to see no presents under the tree. I had to get out the calendar to explain just when Christmas arrives. I'm not sure if he enjoyed my little explanation.
I don't know if we'll spend all of our Thanksgivings alone in the future, we probably will not. But it was a pretty nice holiday.
(Brad Fuqua is editor of the Grand Canyon News).