We use stories as pegs in the slippery slope of time.
New peg for us: The Vampire Thanksgiving. Found ourselves sharing a table, at a local restaurant with a friend of a friend who happens to write books about vampires. She talked nonstop. Not nonsense! She really knew the literary history of vampires and was both interesting and informative on a subject my husband never knew he had any use for.
“Dad discussed vampires over his turkey,” I told our grown-up sons when they called that evening.
“You’re kidding, really?”
Thanksgivings come and go, but because we have a stake in the heart of Turkey Day 2008, we will remember this one. “Oh, yeah, that was the year of the Vampire Thanksgiving.” That phrase, of course, begs to be followed by the story.