The Thanksgiving Postlogue

For the previous four years, the few of my high school friends who wound up on the East Coast for school (including, of course, Employee Too), met in Boston or NYC to hold a Thanksgiving away from home. “It’s cheaper,” we said. Well, it was cheaper than flying home but I don’t think that’s why we did it that first year, and it’s probably not why we kept doing it all through college. It is definitely not why we gathered in Employee Too’s converted warehouse loft apartment in Brooklyn this weekend, as most of us are now holding down pretty respectable jobs.

These Thanksgivings are epic; they are grown up and immature, drunken and philosophical, warm and complicated. I am continually amazed by my friends from home and the relationships we’ve been able to maintain. There are some guys who know my entire history, and whose whole histories I know. We get together to keep ourselves updated on the twists and turns of each other’s lives, so as not to lose track of the narrative. It’s what make these Thanksgivings so important.

I’m sure at some point we’re not going to be able to hold these annual Thanksgiving reunions… other obligations will almost have to interfere. But I hope they don’t interfere anytime soon because the past five Late-Novembers have been incredible.

At least when the time comes that we are responsible for our own Thanksgivings with our own families, we are going to have a pretty significant head start on the rest of our peers who spent their early-twenties dutifully trekking home to their parents or their girlfriend’s parents or whoever most people have Thanksgiving with. We’ve got three pretty successful Turkeys under our belt, an amazing stuffing recipe, vegetarian know-how and well-honed sense of how much wine to buy. When the time comes, I will be sad and ready.

2 Responses to “The Thanksgiving Postlogue”

  1. Employee Too Says:

    Yeah man, it really was fantastic.

  2. The Earl of SNES Says:

    Word. Here’s hoping to (many) more Thanksgiving reunions, or at the very least, some other wine-filled way of keeping track of the narrative.

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