I'm at Uncle Ray's, in a corner of the den, typing away quietly amidst the hubub of Thanksgiving dinner preparations. And at this moment, I am deeply satisfied! Ma is in the kitchen, running her mouth, calling out Black Friday stratagems to her sister. The men are in the family room, glued to the boxing match. A horde of tiny cousins stampede
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