Thursday, November 22, 2012

Thanksgiving Memories

When I was I kid, my dad owned a gas station.

I started pumping gas (before self-serve) during the 1973 Arab oil embargo.

From 13 to 18 I worked every Thanksgiving, every Christmas Eve, every Christmas Day, every New Years Eve, every New Years Day, etc.

I loved working all of the holidays, because I got to meet the some of the most interesting people -- all of whom were scrambling to get
 to somewhere...

My mom used to bring me a paper plate, covered in aluminum foil with 
whatever they had for dinner, so I could eat.

I wouldn't change this experience for anything in the world.

It made me who I am today.

Happy Thanksgiving.

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