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.