Sweetie Pie

This will be our third Thanksgiving dinner at Moody’s Diner. We’ll load up the Jeep and I’ll be at the wheel; we’ll listen to Bing Crosby, then I’ll throw on some Johnny Cash for Herman the German.  He likes “Sunday Morning Coming Down.”

It works for lots of reasons, but mostly because we’re from hee-yah and we fit in.  The pie is good, too.  Then we’ll go to my brother’s house and rendez-vous with Uncle Bob and have some more pie.

I think we’d better drink the diet Moxie.

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2 Responses to Sweetie Pie

  1. Cherie Ripperton says:

    Happy Thanksgiving!

  2. The drugs aren't working says:

    On a Sunday morning sidewalk, Wishing, Lord, that I was stoned…

    After some Bing Crosby, I can see why that might be your Dad’s preference. Give them;all my respectful best wishes.

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