This year Susie and I celebrated Thanksgiving with Mike and family at their place on Lake Houston. Thanksgiving dinner included besides both our granddaughter; nephew Mikel and his daughter Aurora along with a couple of Mike and Adrin’s retired widower neighbors. Good company, good food and engaging conversation, a lovely Thanksgiving.  The reason I write this now is I had a chance to once more indulge in an old tradition and it stirred up so old memories from years ago. Since the late 1990’s a men’s group that I’m a member of has gone down to a local men’s half way house Thanksgiving morning to donate clothing and to meet with the residents and still be back home early afternoon for family activities. The half way house was in the Montrose area more or less in the shadow of downtown Houston. After the area gentrified the ramshackle place was sold for a princely sum and they moved out to the Spring Branch area where they still operate today. In those earlier days it wa...