A Forgettable Thanksgiving
After my discharge from the Marine Corps I went to live with my mother. I had never lived with her and I wanted to get to know her. It was a crowded house with just two bedrooms and four sisters, a brother and nephew. I lived and slept on the sofa. It was close to Thanksgiving and there was no holiday meal planned. Donna Jean, my younger sister, and I decided to pool our money and cook a holiday meal for the family. Donna Jean and I were just a year apart and were close. She was the sibling I never had. We went to the market and purchased a big turkey and all the fixings. We got stuff to make three different pies and a cake. We took it all home and told the family that we would be cooking the Thanksgiving meal for the family. Everyone seemed receptive to the idea. On Thanksgiving morning, we started cooking. We cooked most of the day and the meal came out perfect. We set the table, laid out of the food, and waited for everyone to come to the table. No one came. Whi...