annotated worst thanksgivings

1)  I was 6 or 7 and my mother was sick so my big sister, Debbie who was 12 and a star tennis player, would run thanksgiving.  Debbie was tasting something in the blender but the blender was on, so she cut her hand.  My Dad was scared and Liz, who was 9 or 10, and I could tell.  Anyway, we ended up at the hospital and my sister was fine, but it was the worst thanksgiving because I was so young and it was all unexpected.

2) Playing the Holiday Inn someplace in Jersey sucked pretty hard.  I got requests for patriotic songs.  I think all my stuff is patriotic, depending on your definition of a patriot.

3) The time I though I’d go out to a good dinner by myself, but a mobster didn’t like my hippie hair and tried to start a fight with me.  I ended up having tropicana orange juice from the spanish store.  But I did retain my teeth.

So this one was way better than those.


1 Response to “annotated worst thanksgivings”

  1. 1 Craig
    November 26, 2007 at 4:09 pm

    Probably my worst Thanksgiving was the one just passed. I drove eleven hours round trip to comfort my dad, who had a heart attack in September. It was weird, because it quickly became apparent he had built a new life after my mom’s passing and was doing just fine without us, thank you very much. Kind of strangely comforting to me, but very upsetting to my son. On the return trip we left early, so we drove at night. The darkness lent the kind of anonymity to the conversation that allows fourteen year old boys to speak their mind. I heard from him of HIS sadness that grandpa didn’t seem more interetsed in speaking with him instead of his ‘new’ friends. I comforted my son, and made a mental note that I would NEVER subject him, or his children, to that kind of experience. The period when a grandson covets his granddad’s affection is already way to short.

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