In Years to Come...

when the grandchildren are grown, with children  of their own, and they gather for Thanksgiving, one will say, "Do you remember the Thanksgiving supper of 2013 when Mama Charlotte dropped the dish of potatoes into the oven?"  They'll chuckle fondly and one of the small ones will ask for the story, "Tell us about it!" 

"She had told the daughters not to bring anything; she'd fix all the food and for them to come to eat around 6:00 in the evening.  The turkey took a while longer to finish cooking and before the potatoes went into the oven, mostly to be warmed, the kids and grand kids gathered in and talked and waited.  All of a sudden we heard a little yell from her and then a loud crash of glass meeting steel.  We all rushed in to see what had happened and there she stood holding the 13" x 9" baking dish with only a few potatoes at one end.  We thought she might cry as she told us, 'When the potatoes were ready to take out of the oven, I reached in and lifted them up, and the next thing I knew, potatoes were sliding to one end of the dish and my hand just couldn't hold it.  So I dropped it, spilling potatoes into the back corner of the oven!  Now there's only a few left, but thankfully the dish didn't break and I wasn't burned!'  She was so sad about it.  One of the daughters spooned out most of the mess and cleaned up the rest the next morning since Mama Charlotte's knees would have hurt really bad had she been left to squat down and clean it by herself.  But it all worked out o.k. and we'll always remember the Thanksgiving supper of 2013."

~~~Charlotte ~~~

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