My fun father used to tell us kids there was a dodo bird that flew backwards to see where he had been. Of course, we looked for that odd bird, and we never did see one. I did tell sweet brother Bill I thought I’d seen one, in hopes he’d quit pestering me and spend his idle time looking for oddball birds.
Oh, yes, I got away with a lot there for a while, just because I was two years older than Bill.
And now as this column hits our print media, I look on yet another memorable Thanksgiving and recount the many blessings we all have here.
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