Barb was a nurse and had to work on the Thanksgiving Day. We lived close enough to my job that my daily driver was a bicycle. So we owned only one car. She took it with her. After she had gone to work our five daughters and I made a grocery list. Evie, the oldest, was 15. She and I made several trips to the grocery store with a motorcycle to purchase a turkey, potatoes, pie filling, salad and all the trimmings that make a successful Thanksgiving Dinner.
Thirty-six years have passed since that day, so the only thing I recall about that day was the smile on Barb’s face when she came home.
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Five daughters!! What a lovely memory:) Thank you for sharing Scott. Happy Thanksgiving!
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Thank you.
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Wonderful! My mom was a nurse before she retired, and I remember lots of Thanksgivings that she had to work. Happy Thanksgiving to you and yours!
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And happy Thanksgiving to you. Nurses are special people. Not everyone has what it takes.
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Indeed.
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