Down the road, there is

Nov 23 2001 Kelly Norton
Down the road, there is another house surrounded by cars. There are kids throwing a football in the yard with a middle-aged man who refuses to be beaten by age. The entire house is transparent, with open doors and blinds, and people are moving about with plates of cloying pie, plopping into recliners and talking over the murmur of the Macy's Thanksgiving Day parade. We know this because a similar scene is playing at our house; it's again Thanksgiving and it's good to be home.