OFD '71

1971 was a weird year for me and my nuclear family,

 but come Thanksgiving, much was done to keep things 

as normal as possible.  And I'm thankful for that.  Don

became our family Father figure that day, and also 

was the consummate family videographer, way before

the word videographer became commonplace.  These few 

clips I'm sharing with you all are priceless to us and reveal

some very traditional goings on around our bunch on the 

most meaningful of days:  Thanksgiving. Way before 

Facebook, Uncle Don came up with his own acronymal

expression for Thanksgiving and spraypainted it (I'm

thinking it may have been Easy-Off) on the half-bow

window of his family room, nee garage.  What a 

creative place on which to declare the title of his 

holiday film!  Decades later,

THXG took the place of TGNG.  IKR?  LOL!

Lunch on the deck before the annual Thanksgiving

Day backyard brawl that would ensue well before 

the sandwiches were digested.  My brother and I were

literally inhaling our food, especially Hans to the right.

At one point I stood up to make a point, but was 

quickly told to sit the hell down by my cousin Mojo.

"If you're gonna talk the talk, you better

walk the walk",  he said.

And walk the walk I did.  Immediately after Mojo caught

the pass from Hans, I threw his ass down like a sack of

knob celery.  Then my long bomb to Julie, which burned 

Hans like a piece of Pumpernickel, sealed the game-

winning drive.  There's nothing like football on OFD.