Post by Bevo on Nov 23, 2017 14:39:26 GMT
Here's my favorite:
That was the first year my future Brother-in-Law joined us in our trip to Houston to spend Thanksgiving with some good friends. It was a few years before we learned that my mother had cancer. One of the last truly happy years. We were all gathered around the TV, watching Dallas lose. I never was a Dallas fan, so... I didn't really care. But, our friends were HUGE Cowboy fans, and they were dying. Roger Staubach was injured in that game, so... Dallas brought it unproven Clint Longley.. from Abilene Christian College. My future BIL had attended ACC, and actually knew Clint. So, he was cheering hard. When Clint through that last minute TD bomb to Drew Pearson, everyone in our very crowded, living room, gathered around a relatively tiny color TV, went NUTS!!!
One of my other favorites.. a few years later: I went with my girlfriend's family to Liberty, Texas for a big family Thanksgiving. She and I drove alone to join the rest. While we were driving, the radio played a contest where they played a few notes of a song, and people had to call in and identify it. It was the first few notes, a drum roll, at the beginning of "My Little Sheila", by Tommy Roe. I knew it. We pulled over, and called on a pay phone, and won two tickets to a concert. That was cool, but the BEST came later. In the weeks before Thanksgiving, my gf and I hade become "sexually active"....and, we hadn't been all that 'careful'. On the drive over, she informed that she was "Late".... like about 10 days. I was petrified with fear. It's all I could think about all morning. I was more than a little distracted. As we were sitting there watching the Lions play, she left the couch for a little bit... then, came back and whispered in my ear, "I started!". I don't think I was EVER more thankful on Thanksgiving Day... :-)
What I love about being thankful is: it's virtually impossibly to feel "hate", when one is truly "thankful".
That was the first year my future Brother-in-Law joined us in our trip to Houston to spend Thanksgiving with some good friends. It was a few years before we learned that my mother had cancer. One of the last truly happy years. We were all gathered around the TV, watching Dallas lose. I never was a Dallas fan, so... I didn't really care. But, our friends were HUGE Cowboy fans, and they were dying. Roger Staubach was injured in that game, so... Dallas brought it unproven Clint Longley.. from Abilene Christian College. My future BIL had attended ACC, and actually knew Clint. So, he was cheering hard. When Clint through that last minute TD bomb to Drew Pearson, everyone in our very crowded, living room, gathered around a relatively tiny color TV, went NUTS!!!
One of my other favorites.. a few years later: I went with my girlfriend's family to Liberty, Texas for a big family Thanksgiving. She and I drove alone to join the rest. While we were driving, the radio played a contest where they played a few notes of a song, and people had to call in and identify it. It was the first few notes, a drum roll, at the beginning of "My Little Sheila", by Tommy Roe. I knew it. We pulled over, and called on a pay phone, and won two tickets to a concert. That was cool, but the BEST came later. In the weeks before Thanksgiving, my gf and I hade become "sexually active"....and, we hadn't been all that 'careful'. On the drive over, she informed that she was "Late".... like about 10 days. I was petrified with fear. It's all I could think about all morning. I was more than a little distracted. As we were sitting there watching the Lions play, she left the couch for a little bit... then, came back and whispered in my ear, "I started!". I don't think I was EVER more thankful on Thanksgiving Day... :-)
What I love about being thankful is: it's virtually impossibly to feel "hate", when one is truly "thankful".
