We’d always have walking-bird on Thanksgiving, with all the trimmings: cranberries, injun eyes, yams stuffed with gunpowder. Then we’d all watch football, which in those days was called baseball…

Grandpa Simpson

Here’s hoping you all get to enjoy walking bird and baseball today…

We’d always have walking-bird on Thanksgiving, with all the trimmings: cranberries, injun eyes, yams stuffed with gunpowder. Then we’d all watch football, which in those days was called baseball…

Grandpa Simpson

Here’s hoping you all get to enjoy walking bird and baseball today…