Last Thanksgiving, instead of wrestling with turkeys and relatives (not necessarily in that order or degree of difficulty), I fibbed and told my family I’d be out of town. Actually, I’d accepted an invitation from friends who always throw a splendid “do” with a large and eclectic collection of family, friends and assorted “homeless” souls like me. The feast is awesome, with all manner of libations, preprandial munchies, boned and roasted turkeys (Try talking your Kroger butcher into doing that!), both sweet and cured country hams, loads of sides and salads and far too many decadent desserts. My contribution? A “mess” of ham hocks and butter beans.
The Tale of a Bonanza’s Run-in with Some Very Large Trees
Key Takeaways:
- The author recounts a non-traditional Thanksgiving experience where they chose a friend's party over a family gathering.
- At the party, the author serendipitously met the brother of an old flying acquaintance known as Ben "the Tree Surgeon."
- The nickname originated 50 years prior when Ben, then an inexperienced flight instructor, survived an engine failure by settling a Bonanza safely into the top of a large tree.
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