Tuesday, November 24, 2020
To Uncle Art's family, I often think about our Thanksgiving dinners that were hosted at Uncle Art's mothers house "Ma's". Later they were hosted at Uncle Oscar (the eldest brother)and Aunt Marcie Prudhels home. I looked forward all year for these Thanksgiving dinners because as soon as we walk through the door, my family was greeted with hugs, kisses and the aroma of the wonderful food we will soon be enjoying. During all of this abudance, we were privilage to enjoy Uncle Art and Aunt Francis' homemade wine and home-cured olives. Yum Yum!! My mother, Lillian would sit and eat the whole jar of olives. Then with full stomach, the women would start the clean up and with Uncle Art's glass of wine in hand, the men would mossie into the other room to start the "Poker game." This memory is so special to me, because as I got older, I would be drying dishes while looking out into the other room, seeing 4 brothers enjoying each other's comapny while playing cards. Seeing Uncle Oscar, Uncle Art, Uncle Ed and Uncle Ray with their sons laughing and arguing over whose bluffing, makes me long for "the good ole days." I will now be missing two of those Prudhel brother, my Uncle Oscar and my Uncle Art. My prayer is that one day we will all be together enjoying all of God's abudance in heaven. With all my love, Judy
