My Turkey Collection in Time of the Pandemic
This is just part of my traditional turkey collection. I’ve got everything from a Beanie Baby turkey to the big feathered one that is the anchor to the collection. I try to add on to it every year. And you never know where turkeys will surface. I once found a wonderful triumvirate in a gift shop at the catacombs of Rome. My sister just sent me the following from San Francisco, where she lives:
“Look what I scored at a grocery and hardware store!”
It’s comforting to go up to the attic, bring down the boxes, and carefully unpack them from bubble wrap and tissue paper. I need this comfort right now.
Beyond my collection, right outside the front door, the Covid-19 pandemic is surging. There are 11.8 million cases of Covid in the United States. We’ve just reached the frightful mark of 253,000 deaths. In my state alone (New York), there were more than 21,000 new cases in the past seven days. Governors are urging people to remain diligent and avoid holiday gatherings and travel.
This year, we are going to pass on seeing my almost 90-year old mother for Thanksgiving Day. She has caregivers who might be asymptomatic. We will forego seeing our children and siblings. It will just be me and My Hero. Which means everyone will miss my usual panic and pressure to cook turkey for the family. Share my pain in HuffPost, “Thanksgiving Turkey: Let’s Get Fresh”. Or learn handy tips from my other HuffPost: “10 Thanksgiving Tips for Turkey Day & The Joy of Fowl” where you can learn how to get extra points in etiquette when asked to pass the salt.
This Thanksgiving, everything is tainted by Covid. We will give blessings to all of those affected by this damn virus and prayers that the vaccine we are hoping for will come soon. It’s a Thanksgiving that will long be remembered.
