As I walked out of chambers this evening I reminded my clerk I would be gone for the next week.
“Have a nice Thanksgiving,” she said.
“You too. See you in December,” I replied. Then a song ran through my head:
See you in Dee-ce-em-ber
See you when Thanksgiving’s through …
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