Mostly True Memoirs
HAPPY THANKSGIVING DAY
The first casualty of our Thanksgiving celebration was a small cut on my finger.
Really, it was so small and insignificant that I didn’t even know it was there.
Until it found the salt.
Rumor has it that some violent cursing ensued.
I will neither confirm nor deny that rumor.
But let’s just say that the wound is no longer small nor insignificant.
Happy Thanksgiving Day!