I still have good Thanksgivings, but even more than Christmas, the ghosts of family grown (cousins and aunts and uncles) or deceased haunt me.
We had awesome Thanksgivings at Grandma's. She'd cook up a feast - dish after dish. We'd sit down - oh, let me do a rough count: at least 8-10 adults and hm....kids? Anywhere from 10-15 of us. There was a grown-up table and a kiddie table and the 'tweeners sat in the living room.
Afterwards, the teens (who got stuck with dishes first) and grownups would play penny Pokeno while the grownups smoked and gossiped. Great fun!