Here’s an ode I wrote to Thanksgiving, “Why I Don’t Hate the Holidays,” which appeared in the San Francisco Chronicle, Sunday, November 20, and which I thought I would pass it along to you as you get ready to travel/cook/stuff yourself/or watch football. Whether you are celebrating with family or friends, alone or with a group, I hope that you find a way to make the day special.
In Quirkyalone, I profiled Walt, a professor in Minnesota, whose Thanksgiving ritual involves watching three romantic comedies alone, one always When Harry Met Sally, and cooking himself a big pot of spaghetti and meatballs. For me, the holiday is a chance to reconnect with my family, high school friends, and my native, beloved, kooky state of Rhode Island. There are infinite ways to celebrate the holidays. Don’t buy the hype that the holidays = misery if you are single.

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