Thanksgiving from the Past
It looked like Thanksgiving. It smelt like Thanksgiving. It even tasted like Thanksgiving, but it wasn’t.
The year I spent Thanksgiving with a skinny family was just as much of an eye opener as anyone spending the holiday with some one of a different ethnic identity. With no immediate family of my own and no desire to travel to a sibling’s house I ( Read more... )
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