A Different Thanksgiving
On Growing Up and Not Going Home
In an age of radically changing pop-culture phenomena, technological breakthroughs, and economic downturns, I find it’s becoming increasingly difficult to rely on anything staying constant from year to year. By next November, my top-of-the-line iPhone will be antiquated, I won’t know any of the hot, new musical artists winning MTV Video Music Awards, and the entire first-world economy might have collapsed. Thanksgiving, of all things, has emerged as one of the last vestiges of traditions I can count on in the modern world. Whether that tradition involves watching the Lions …
