I stayed in the city and ended up working on a South American telecom project Thanksgiving Day (double overtime!); I made curried pears, and bought a bottle of Jamison, whipped cream, made Irish Coffees, went to see the floats.
I stayed at school; it seemed like I was the only person on campus. A Christian charitable organization invited me to dinner; luckily, a friend in town had invited me to his home. As I was walking to the corner store to get coffee? breakfast? a policeman in a black and white pulled me over, and took me to Friendly's for breakfast.