Becky and I went shopping for Thanksgiving. I kept putting it off, hoping that the Diaster Relief Foodstamps would arrive. But they didn't arrive, and I had to shop anyway since Thanksgiving is tomorrow. Then, just to make life a little more complicated, my pickup wouldn't start when it was time to go home. Becky and I ended up stuck in the parking lot with lots of bags of groceries, two miles from our home. This year, I will be giving thanks for friends like Marie, who immediately came out to rescue us.
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