Finally, Thanksgiving Day is here. My mom got me up very early because she wanted to get my cot out of our living room so that she can set up a dining area for the big Thanksgiving celebration. My sister tells me that we will have twenty people coming to our apartment for a sit down dinner. I looked around the room and I could see that it’s going to be a tight fit to get all these people around our dining room table. When I told my sister that it’s impossible to get all these people to fit around our table she said. “Don’t be silly, our neighbors will bring a couple of folding tables and extra chairs. All the kids will eat at the kids table in the kitchen. We will manage to get everyone in here somehow.” I started to laugh and said to myself, yeah, bullshit, I can’t see how they’re going to pull this off. Then my sister said, “The Thanksgiving feast wouldn’t start until late this afternoon so you have to get out of our way. Just go out and hangout with some of your friends until we’re ready to eat.” I said “okay, I’m going. Don’t push me.”
Even though it was early I hated to leave because our apartment smelled so good from all the cooking and baking so I put on my jacket and took a hike. I went over to call Jimmy Pizza and I found him sitting on his stoop. I think he was sitting in the cold because his mother must have thrown him out too. “Hey Jimmy, what’s up?” “I’m sitting out here because there’s too much cooking going on in our apartment. My father told me not to go too far because he’s baking twelve big Turkeys in our Pizza oven and when they’re done I have to help him deliver these Turkeys to our neighbors. He told me that they should be done in about another five to six hours so I have to sit here, freezing my ass off, until he calls me. Here have a piece of gum. It’ll help you warm up a little.” “Thanks, I love the taste of licorice in Black Jack gum. Where did you get it? It’s not that easy to find it in our Candy Store, they always run out of it so fast.” When Jimmy opened his mouth I could see and smell the black licorice gum as he was chewing it when he said, “You’re not going to believe it; I got six packs when I went Trick or Treating with the kids on Halloween. I only have two packs left and when I run out I’ll have to go hunting for more.”
“Wow, that’s great, it’s a lot better that the shit candy I got on Halloween. Your father wouldn’t be looking for hours, let’s go over to Mike Tomato’s house to kill some time.” Jimmy got up from the stoop and we walked together to Hicks Street to find Mike. We got to Chickie’s grocery store and found Mike sitting in the back room listening to the radio with his brother Vinnie. At least it was warm in here. Mike saw us come in and said, “Hey guys come over here, we’re listen to the broadcast of the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade in Manhattan. My Mom saved the Daily News paper with all the photos of last year’s parade, look at these pictures of the crowds and floats. I wish we could go see it on Thanksgiving. It looks like all the kids are having a great time. At least we can listen to the crowds cheering and the Bands marching and playing their music on the radio here. But I still wish we were there.” We all sat in the little kitchen in the back of the store listening to the radio announcer tell us what was going on and he’s describing all the different floats that were going by. He was so good at it that I could picture what the floats looked like in my head. I always remember people talking about the big Thanksgiving Day Parade in Manhattan but I never heard it broadcast live on the Radio. It’s a treat to be here with Mike Tomato listening to the radio broadcast of the parade, it’s so exciting. We all sat around the radio, without saying a word, for over an hour. I never thought that Thanksgiving could be so much fun until now.
When the parade came to an end, we all pulled back from the radio and Jimmy Pizza said. “Last week my sister took me to the Clinton Theater to see Babes in Toyland movie. Have any of you guys seen it?” Nobody said a word. “It’s a real fun movie to watch. The story is about Santa’s, six foot tall toy soldiers fighting the Boggy Men in Toyland. Laurel and Hardy are so funny. I thought that one of the best parts in the move was seeing Laurel whack his Pee Wee with a stick. It reminded me when we didn’t have a ball to play stick ball with last summer. One of the guys came up with the idea of shaving two points on an eight inch long stick. Then you put the stick on the ground and hit one of the points with a longer stick so that the eight inch stick would fly up into the air. Then the batter has to hit the little stick as hard as he has towards the guys playing in the field. If one of the players catches the little stick it’s his turn to be the batter.
If nobody caught the stick one of the players could field the little stick, pick it up, and slide it on the asphalt to the bat on the ground that was put there by the Batter. When the little stick hits the bat and flies into the air the Batter has to try to catch it. If he doesn’t catch it, the player who threw the little stick at the bat will now get a turn to be the Batter. It’s like playing stick ball without a ball. I couldn’t believe it when was watching the March of The Wooden Soldiers movie and I see Laurel hitting his Pee Wee the same way. All I can say is you should go see this movie it’s a blast.” We were just about to break up and leave Chickies Grocery store when Nunzio Superman shows up with something in his hand. I yell out “Hey Nunzio, you just missed the broadcast of Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade. What in the Hell are you holding?” and he said, “My Mom and Dad threw me out of the house and said here, go fly a kite for a couple of hours. So here I am with this kite in my hand and I don’t have any idea on how to put it together. Does anybody here know how to assemble this thing?” Vinnie jumped up and said, “Yeah I do. I had one about a year ago. Let me have it, it’s not that hard to assemble.” Nunzio gave Vinnie the Kite and we all sat around the Kitchen table watching Vinnie assemble Nunzio’s new kite. When Vinnie finished he held it up and we all looked at the Kite. It’s beautiful; it’s printed with a picture of Superman on the front of it with a long white tail at the bottom. Nunzio said,
“Let me have it, let me have it, and took the Kite from Vinnie. How do I make this thing fly?” Vinnie started Laughing and says, “It’s not that easy. Let’s go outside and I’ll show you how.” Now we’re all standing outside the store when Vinnie says, “First you hold the Kite as high as you can in one hand and the rope reel in the other hand. Then you run as fast as you can. You let go of the Kite and roll out the rope from the reel slowly while you’re still running that’s when the wind will launch your Kite. The more you keep feeding the rope the higher the Kite will fly. You have to be careful because flying a Kite in the street is dangerous. For one thing you can get hit by a car or a truck. The problem is that you’re looking at the Kite and you’re not looking at where you’re going. The second and most important danger are those electric lines up there because the Kite can get hung up on one of those lines. That’s when you can say goodbye to your Kite. If you keep pulling on the rope to release your kite and you pull down a power line you can get electrocuted. That’s when you can say goodbye world.”
Nunzio is looking at Vinnie with this dumb look on his face. I think that Nunzio is not ready to run and launch his Kite after hearing the goodbye world warning. Then Vinnie says “The best place to fly this Kite is in Coffey Park because your Kite may get hung up in a tree but you don’t have to worry about getting hit by a car or truck and Power Lines.” At this point in the instructions it doesn’t look like Nunzio is ready to run out in the street to fly a Kite. So he went home to store his assembled Kite for a launch on another day. Jimmy Pizza left to help his father deliver the cooked Turkeys. I went home too, because I’m ready to stuff my face with all the good food at our Thanksgiving Day feast.