Something startling and slightly supernatural happened to me this past Thanksgiving.... But before I get into it I have to give you some backstory. My family has been having Thanksgiving dinner with Suzi and Larry’s family for over forty years. It’s weird to even type that sentence as it doesn’t seem possible but it’s true. I haven't a single Thanksgiving memory that doesn't involve these people. Their children – Matt, Jeff, and Ally – are basically our cousins. When we were kids, Suzi and Larry were the in-the-event-something-terrible-happens-to-our-parents friends. My parents’ untimely deaths would, of course, have been a tragedy. But for me and my two sisters, getting to live with Suzi and Larry would have been the opposite of Dickensian. Except for my own, I’ve never been closer to another family, nor known any family longer.
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Something startling and slightly supernatural happened to me this past Thanksgiving.... But before I get into it I have to give you some backstory. My family has been having Thanksgiving dinner with Suzi and Larry’s family for over forty years. It’s weird to even type that sentence as it doesn’t seem possible but it’s true. I haven't a single Thanksgiving memory that doesn't involve these people. Their children – Matt, Jeff, and Ally – are basically our cousins. When we were kids, Suzi and Larry were the in-the-event-something-terrible-happens-to-our-parents friends. My parents’ untimely deaths would, of course, have been a tragedy. But for me and my two sisters, getting to live with Suzi and Larry would have been the opposite of Dickensian. Except for my own, I’ve never been closer to another family, nor known any family longer.