By Earline Smith Crews
Guest Writer 

A tale of the Thanksgiving 'sapsucker'


November 28, 2019

Somebody moved away and gave Daddy a turkey and a few old laying hens that never laid, but eventually made some good Sunday dumplings. My parents never ask for handouts (we had self-pride), but a hand-me-down turkey wasn't the same as a public dole turkey. Daddy accepted the gift and thought he would make a good centerpiece for our Thanksgiving table. Anyway, as to the turkey, he became known as "that sapsucker."

***Credit to Humpy for that phrase. He called undesirables "sapsucker."***

It was in late summer/early fall that Daddy came home from work one evening with "that sapsucker" flo...

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