Since this is a holiday I think perhaps Iâ€™ll let technology rest a week or so and use this space to talk about what makes Thanksgiving great â€¦.. SPORTS!
Well â€¦ that may be cheating just a bit (grin). Many years ago when I was a student at Arkansas State University in Jonesboro the Indians were a football power in their league. The Indians has Bill Bergey as quarterback and he helped put quite a few points on the scoreboard and made the Tribe one of the most respected teams in the Southland Conference.
Holidays and catastrophes seem to walk hand in hand. When else does everything go as far awry as it does when you're in a hurry, behind with the meal and guests are about to stare you in the eye?
The other day we were sharing accounts of our Thanksgiving horror moments and I, of course, could not resist reviewing the crisis that occurred at our house a number of Thanksgivings ago.
The incident has appeared in this space before, but it just is hard to top, so here it goes one more time. (And maybe another later on. After all, it is my column.)
It is funny how simple things we take for granted can have a rather interesting history if we just knew it. For example, the other day I was thinking of all the tasks our family used to do in preparation for Thanksgiving dinner. My job was usually to polish the silver. To relieve the drudgery, I used to wonder about who thought up the designs for the pieces of tableware. Not long ago I finally got around to looking it up. It is kind of interesting.