I hope this year's Thanksgiving dinner with all the relatives coming over won't turn out to be as loud with slapping backs and squeezing stomachs till their eyes bug out as last years. That's when Uncle Joe choked to death on a piece of my Mom's apple pie crust. Most of us already knew to eat the filling only.
One good thing, at least I got promoted to the BIG table with the adults.
Still, I felt kinda sad about sitting in Uncle Joe's chair and finishing that apple pie.