December 2008
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I loved coming home for Thanksgiving dinner, like a squirrel stocking up for a long winter of cafeteria food. After three months of Ramen noodles, I couldn’t wait for the Turkey dinner. Good to get home. Good to get home-cooked meals. I’d imagine this was the last supper before I’d be sent back to the slammer – one filled with an incessant line of students, hairnets and predictable menu items....
