It was a few days before Thanksgiving and as usual we were all busy. The boys, Roy and Jerry were helping Daddy in the woods at this time. Someone had run into Daddy's truck one day and this resulted in a broken knee for Roy and a severely injured knee for Daddy. They all continued to work but this was so upsetting for the whole family.
One particular afternoon, my mother and father were in the kitchen discussing what they needed from the grocery store. Money was evidently tight and they weren't sure we would have a turkey. This was essential to Thanksgiving!! My mother was upset anf finally asked Daddy what he was mad at her for and he just looked at her and said "I thought you were mad at me!" Well, they hugged and made up and then got down to cases about what to get for Thanksgiving.
Lawrence had been up to Gammy & Grandpap's for a few days helping with the fall harvest. Just after my parents got their little differences settled between them, Lawrence rode in on his bike. Yes, you guessed it, Gammy had sent home a turkey for Thanksgiving for us. Lawrence hauled it home in the basket on his bike. That must have been some ride. Danny tells me he rode to Trout Run once and Lawrence had to ride from out in Cascade all the way to Trout Run. We were a happy family and had a wonderful Thanksgiving.
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