It's become a Thanksgiving tradition for the nurses at the Birch Street Nursing Home to take the holiday off, so I spent the day with the patients. As usual, we went around the poker table, each patient saying what he or she was thankful for. Since this was Mr. Richards' first Thanksgiving with us, Mrs. Kunkle suggested that he start. He said he was thankful to be surrounded by so many fabulous people. He then pulled me aside and asked me to go up to his room and grab the purple bag from the back of his closet. So while the other patients were busy saying what they were thankful for, I went up to find that bag. It was a bit heavy, and I saw why when Mr. Richards opened the bag and pulled out several bottles of brandy. After Mrs. Henley's second glass, she got a little confused and asked Mrs. Lieberman if she had any queens. Everyone laughed, and Mrs. Lieberman reminded her that they were playing poker, not Go Fish. The patients all had a happy Thanksgiving, and before I left, I reminded them that I'd see them on Saturday.
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