
In my fifty-five years this was the first Thanksgiving meal I ate outside the bounds of South Texas. It will be one of the more memorable in the years left to me. I had not shared a meal with such a gathering of young, intelligent and aspiring people in recent memory. It was genuinely good company. The meal was another winning combination of gastronomical wizardry. Ronda exercises her gift in the kitchen with mastery.

This is Brett, a co-worker of Rene's, with his daughter and wife, Micki. On the right is Sam. She works at the bank on Yokota AFB. Her husband, Song, also works alongside Rene.

Brett and Rene. A couple of real sharp characters. Brett was formally in the Navy and then finding more promise and opportunity in the Air Force, signed on.

The ladies and their million-dollar smiles are Micki, Brett's wife, then Ronda, Melba sitting, Sam in the white, she's Song's wife and then Katrina, a 27-year-old dentist, only arrived on Yokota last month. She's married to Ernie, a gregarious fellow.

Sitting on Ernie's lap is his son, sporting the Longhorn 25 is young Renie, and the calm and unflappable Song, also a co-worker of Rene's.

Song and Rene share some Asahi Dry, a very fine Japanese brew. Song holds the MAN-sized bottle.