I was at Henry’s this morning, and we were talking about what he did for Thanksgiving. He said he went to his nephew John’s (John is in his mid 60’, this will matter later on in the story) house and it was a poor excuse for Thanksgiving.
I got there around 4:30 or 5:00 and there were no whore-durs or anything, I had a brandy, and do you know, we sat around that table until 7:00 and there was no food of any kind. I was beginning to think that there wasn’t going to be any food, and that brandy was going to be all I got. All people did was drink this wine like none I have ever saw before, it was completely clear like water, and it was really really good. So about 7:00 the food was finally done, Lena fixed me up a plate, I don’t know if they had a whole turkey back there or not, they wouldn’t let me see it, but I wanted to bring the bones home for my African chickens (crows). I had some dressing and some turkey breast, potatoes, salad, and some sort of green beans with those long skinny nuts in them. And there wasn’t no kind of dessert, no pumpkin pie or anything, not even coffee. And I’m telling you that’s a piss poor meal, no dessert or coffee just more wine.
There was this little baby there, I think it was John’s kid. John was running around with this girl and she got pregnant, her parents wouldn’t let him marry her, and I think that was the same baby.
So I said, ok so John recently got a lady pregnant?
No, No it was a while ago
A while ago? Was John in high school?
No, he was probably 20 or 21
Ok, so he got a lady pregnant when he was 20 or 21, so 40 something years ago?
Yes, and I think that was his little kid
So you aged, and Nina aged and died, and the kid stayed 4 or 5 years old?
Yes.
The child didn’t grow up?
No, he didn’t, cute little bugger too.
I tried to explain to him that it was his other nephew’s son, the child is his great nephew. About four years back Tye’s daughter and her husband adopted a baby, right after that she was diagnosed with ovarian cancer, they didn’t catch it in time and she died. So the baby is his nephew. I couldn’t convince him otherwise.
I want to figure out how to bottle that fountain of youth, anybody want some?
I'd like some of that little kid's fountain of youth...how much are you charging per bottle?
ReplyDeleteI wonder why they didn't give Henry any dessert or coffee. And why nobody's allowed to see the secret turkey. It all sounds very suspicious to me.
I need to track down the kid and take it from him, I'll let you know once I get it in my hands.
ReplyDeleteHe probably didn't ask for coffee or dessert, and by the time dinner was done it was time for him to go to bed so they probabloy just wanted to take him home. Also
Maybe you're right about the not-real turkey. But I don't think you should have to ask for dessert and coffee...especially when you're almost 100 years old. He should be able to stay up all night eating pie if he wants! ;)
ReplyDeleteI should be able to stay up eating pie all night if I want too! I think it has nothing to do with age.
ReplyDeleteMe too! You're the one who said it was time for him to go to bed, so he didn't get dessert and coffee. We should all stay up all night eating pie...tonight!
ReplyDeleteWell, since he didn't eat until after 7, and he usually goes to bed after Wheel of Fortune, I was just guessing it was his bed time. You can stay up and eat pie, som of us have to get dressed in the morning and leave the house for work.
ReplyDeleteI love your Henry stories. You need to get about 30 of them and publish a book that includes your memories of him.
ReplyDeleteI'd also like to take the time to see everything that was invented since he was born in 1915, he has lived through and seen so much. He told me the other day that his school books were old ratty books from World War One. When do you get to hear cool stuff like that?
ReplyDeleteWhat a character! But why didn't he get dessert? It ain't fair!
ReplyDeleteI don't know for sure why he didn't get any, maybe they just didn't bring it out, but I don't know why they wouldn't send some home with him.
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