Here’s a pic of myself & my siblings, Thanksgiving 1978. From left to right is Donda, aged 9. That’s me in the green flannel shirt, 17. Steve, aged 12. Courtney, 3. Shawn, 15. And finally, our oldest brother Duke (aka Donovan to the outside world), home from his sophomore year at the University of Pittsburgh, aged 19.
Aren’t we a happy looking bunch? Here’s the truth behind this picture. We were all getting ready to sit down & dig in, when Mom said “Wait—I want a picture of all you kids. Duke, Doug, Steve—go stand behind your sisters.”
Us boys got up, stood behind the girls. Mom pointed her camera at us and said “Okay… say TURKEY you turkeys!” (She was very fond of calling everyone turkeys back then.) We all murmur “turkey…” and continue to sit or stand there. Mom says “Jesus Christ, you look like I just told you the dog died!”
My brother Duke said “What do you want us to do?” and Mom said “Look like you’re happy the dog died!”
My dad said “Mother!” and we busted out laughing. Mom got a pretty decent photo. And on that happy note…
Happy Thanksgiving
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