The power is out.
So said my mother when she came in while I was getting dressed Thanksgiving morning around 30 years ago. We had digital phones, which don't work without electricity. I had kept an old trimline phone for just such an occurrence, with the power company emergency number on a sticky note on the handset.
The young sounding girl at the power company said someone had hit some kind of relay box and they were having to replace several of them along my street. They didn't know how long it would take. She said I must be going to someone else's house for dinner, since I sounded so calm. I said, no, there will be about 25 people here. But the turkey is already cooked, and my mother brought the pies. Worst case, we have cold turkey sandwiches on dinner rolls and pie. My relatives wouldn't have cared. But they did in fact have it fixed in time to make the gravy and dressing and mashed potatoes.
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