From the Archives

Becuase we needed some Holiday entertainment, our CEO faxed us a nice little poem by Ogden Nash about the year we had 2 Thanksgivings. There was also mention that most of us weren't old enough to remember when it actually happened. I was going to call schennigans, until I found this little bit of gobbledygook.

The truth, she is stranger than fiction.

[And really, the youngest person out there that would remember this -- probably somewhere in their 80s.]