THANKSGIVING MEMORIES

An elderly woman with gray hair, laughing heartily, wearing a blue striped top, viewed through a window.

It’s hard to think about Thanksgiving without thinking about my nana. My memories go back more than fifty years, but I can still see her wearing her slightly stained white full-bodied apron with blue embroidered edges over her holiday best. All day she would be busy prepping the one, good old-fashioned, made-almost-from-scratch, meal of…

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