Thanksgiving Dinner

Thanksgiving DinnerThanksgiving Dinner

The table is dressed with the linen table cloth handed down from grandma’s grandma. The centerpiece came from grandma’s attic. The millennials’ dinner contributions come in deli containers. The baby boomers deliver theirs in Tupperware. The skittle casserole that a Gen Z cousin insisted was a secret recipe they found on the internet.

Yes, some believe the internet is full of secrets and truth. I guess you could say earlier generations believed that about books: if it was printed, it must be true, and if proof was not available, faith would take over one’s ability to rationalize. As the family meets and discusses the world around them, some will be right, and of course, some will be considered crazy.

This Thanksgiving, like all those before, will be our chance to reminisce on what was, share our plans on what will be, see family members we hide from all year, and eat like polar bears getting ready for winter. We will hear about the cousin things which shock grandma, the breakup of one sibling and the getting back together of another, and yes, the drunk uncle who recently married the drunk lady he lives next door to, oh, and bringing her to dinner would be his surprise.

The baby boomers are watching a football game, and most are hard of hearing, which causes an increase in volume competing with the aunt who moved to New Jersey years earlier now bringing back home her loud voice. The millennials are playing Xbox with the Gen Z, hoping that they never transition in looks or act like their relatives in the kitchen complaining about how hard their lives are and how lazy the younger generation is.

Soon everyone recognizes the voices of the family’s favorite guests -- the neighbors who have lived next door for thirty years. They either have no family or decided it was much more entertaining eating next door. Every year they come and sit in no judgment. They just