My Favorite Thanksgiving

My favorite Thanksgiving had no “real” turkey — maybe a huge turkey in a parade — but no turkey to eat.

“You’re crazy to drive into New York on Thanksgiving…” I heard that for days before the holiday. “Everyone else will be driving in the opposite direction,” was my answer.

I’d decided to take my daughter, sister, and her two young boys into the city to see the famous parade firsthand. I loved…