Spent a few days around Thanksgiving in Philly with my youngest sister and her family, and my friend John. We used to have much bigger family gatherings, but my folks are gone now, and my older brother and middle sister are both divorced. He still lives in NJ, but I don't see him much, and she lives in Roberta, Georgia, on her third husband's farm -- used to be pigs, but they're converting to organic vegetables. While in Philly I went to my nephews' school for Grandparents and Special Friends Day. I told my nephews I'd come but the first one to call me "Granny" I'd sock into the middle of next week. They were well-behaved but my sister couldn't resist. The 11-year-old shrugged and said, "She'll always be your sister." Philosophy from one so young. I also managed a dinner with Lise, my oldest friend in the world. No, you wiseasses, she's not 103; but we've been friends for over 40 years. So there. Her husband was just elected to the Pennsylvania Supreme Court. For those of you who're football fans, he's Judge Seamus, who brought the instant court to Eagles games. There isn't anything he could have done about the touch football game my nephews, the twins next door, and I played in the alley behind the house, though. The whole thing should have been taken up for impersonating a sporting event. Nevertheless, I rarely come this close to celebrating any holiday in such All-American style. We even watched the Miami-Dallas game after dinner.