I had an argument with my so-called mother-in-law about the fact that my father would always go out and catch a wild turkey. I told her wild turkeys taste better than store-bought. She insisted on telling her daughter to cook a store-bought turkey for Thanksgiving dinner.
This is the problem: I grew up on a farm, but my father did not raise turkeys. Our crop consisted of hogs, cows, goats and chickens. My wife is a good woman but listens too much too often to that wicked mother of hers. Gwendolyn, I am tired of store-bought and thinking strongly of not being at the dinner table on Thanksgiving when grace is said. My dad passed away about 15 years ago and whether the turkey he always came home with was “wild” or “stolen,” the taste was good. What advice do you have?—Albert
Let me tell you this. Nothing is like it used to be—nothing. Vegetables are sprayed with pesticide and animals are given shots that cause them to grow faster and larger. A few weeks ago I threw away some chicken drumsticks. They were huge and obviously something wrong with the growth.
The taste you experienced from those wild turkeys will possibly be no more. Think about it. There was a time when you could stop along the road and cut a cedar tree to be used for Christmas. Now days, you will be shot as people carefully watch their property. Your mother-in-law is doing what most mothers do—oversee the holiday dinners. Therefore, I tell you to sit at the dinner table, give the grace and appreciate your mother-in-law. I say this because whenever a family is in a financial crisis, the husband always asks his wife, “Do you think your mother can help us?” After all it’s not the turkey that matters. It is the blessing of family love that counts.
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