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Memories of Thanksgiving....
Nov. 27th, 2020 01:02 amThis afternoon -- actually, the past few days -- I was thinking about Thanksgivings past. The days when I would get together with my parents, relatives (often my Uncle Joe), or good friends. Few of us had any of that aspect of the holiday this year, as we mostly isolated due to the COVID-19 pandemic.
One of my close friends -- Heather aka maedbh7 -- wrote about her Thanksgiving experiences over the years. ( I'm inspired to do the same. )
This year, I spent it alone. This isn't the first year I've done this. I had no desire to invite myself to Rebecca's for dinner; that would be tacky. I cooked a 3-pound turkey breast and some side dishes -- stuffing, yams, green beans, cranberry sauce, biscuits, and turkey gravy. I watched a little bit of the Macy's parade, and mostly listed to music during the day. I also talked with my friend Howard over the phone.
One of my close friends -- Heather aka maedbh7 -- wrote about her Thanksgiving experiences over the years. ( I'm inspired to do the same. )
This year, I spent it alone. This isn't the first year I've done this. I had no desire to invite myself to Rebecca's for dinner; that would be tacky. I cooked a 3-pound turkey breast and some side dishes -- stuffing, yams, green beans, cranberry sauce, biscuits, and turkey gravy. I watched a little bit of the Macy's parade, and mostly listed to music during the day. I also talked with my friend Howard over the phone.
