Very nice, Cole. One thing I always found cool was how ethnic foods from home countries find their way onto American Thanksgiving tables. In York, at ours, we had PA Dutch things such as baked dried corn, which is wonderful. As for grandparents, no, they weren't PA Dutch. My grandparents were much different as far as arrival in America - my mom's side got here in the late 1700s, and my father's mother was here for thousands of years, being an Eastern Band Cherokee. She gave me a different perspective on Thanksgiving than many have - namely enjoy the holiday, but don't for one moment buy into any of the myths. As you might imagine, that aspect made Thanksgiving quite bittersweet for her. That is pretty cool the connection between your grandfather and your career. Interesting how that works.