A humorous Thanksgiving memory
November 21, 2011
Every year, as Thanksgiving rolls around, I remember one in particular at my grandma’s house in town. And that memory makes me smile to this day.
As usual, all the aunts, uncles, and cousins arrived about mid-afternoon. The aunts busied themselves in the kitchen making the Thanksgiving supper. The men sat in the back parlor and visited. And I’m sure we children just tried to stay out of the way.
Then, my two youngest uncles, with mischievous grins on their faces, went into Grandma’s bedroom and moved her dresser about a foot away from the wall. One of them donned a hat, and the other went to the kitchen to get the aunts, one at a time, and lead them into the bedroom. That’s when the fun began. One uncle would stand with his chest against the edge of the mirror on the dresser. He’d be wearing the hat. The other uncle would station the aunt at the other side of the mirror and direct her to put her face against the edge. The uncle with the hat on, at the opposite side of the mirror, would lift his leg which was in front of the mirror at the same time as he lifted the hat from his head, using the hand behind the mirror. To the person seeing the uncle’s reflection in the mirror, it looked as though he had lifted both legs and the hat had popped off his head by itself. We all took a turn looking at the funny reflection. And while we all had a good laugh, I remember particularly how hard my Aunt Alda laughed. And that’s a special memory because she died young, so I don’t have a lot of other memories about her.
Most of the aunts had one special dish they brought each year for the feast. My mom’s was nut pudding, which I’ve written about in the past. Aunt Alda always brought the most wonderful pumpkin chiffon pie.