Thanksgiving
I also had a great turkey day. My friend of fifty years, who is also my landlord, and his son drove up to Zilwaukee for dinner. Zilwaukee is a small town outside of Saginaw about which is said, “where all the dogs are dead and the cats bark at strangers”. There used to be a big electric generating steam plant there, where we all started working over sixty years ago. My friends’ family still live there and regaled us with good talk and all the trimmings. I gained three pounds.
Then on Saturday Ilio’s son invited us to have TGiving dinner again with all the members of the Jackson AA. (Alcoholics Anonymous) at the Baptist church downtown. People of every description; black, white, hispanic and even one little fella who is a dwarf. The dinner was fantastic and I’m never going to eat again. Hope you all fared as well.
Huggz all,
Jerry