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Thanksgiving dinner each year consists of a house full of family members picking on cheese and crackers while anxiously awaiting the good news: The turkey is done cooking! Every year my Uncle Ricky would move briskly to his chair at the head of the dinner table and promptly reach for the serving fork to assure that he had first access to the best looking pieces of turkey. This year, however, was different. Uncle Ricky didn’t get there first. I questioned him regarding his slow pace over to the feast. |
