Hey there, I’ll never forget Thanksgiving Day 2001. I was standing in my entry way with my Mom, waiting for my Dad to leave for the Dallas Cowboys game. My mother was admiring a new piece of furniture I had acquired, a buffet. She added, “Who's going to take my dining room set?” I told her we didn’t need to worry about that for a long time. And quickly changed the subject. We said our …
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