One of my all time favorite stories told at Thanksgiving
is the one told by my paternal grandfather, Charles Johnson. For posterity
sake, my mother recorded my grandpa telling his famous story in 1992.
In WWII, November 1945, my grandfather and his
fellow African American servicemen were sailing near Spain on a ship in the
Atlantic Ocean. Grandpa said that many men volunteered for duty in the galley
(kitchen) which he was one of. The men were asked to take out turkeys from the
icebox (freezer) and put them out on tables in the cutting room, so that they
could thaw out for Thanksgiving dinner. The next morning, the men went down to
the galley, opened up the door, and were met with an awful odor. Everybody
cleared the room to get away from the smell. Grandpa said that none of them had
gas masks!! However, grandpa, being curious, wet his handkerchief to put over
his nostrils and bravely went into the cutting room to investigate the cause of
the nauseating odor. He looked at the tag on the turkey’s leg and was shocked
to see that the date was 1926!!!! Oh my, the turkeys had been in the freezer
for 19 years or more!!! To get rid of all the turkeys, the crew threw them
overboard into the ocean. Grandpa said that he cleaned up and went back to see
if the turkeys were gone, but all he could see were boxes of frozen turkeys
floating down the Atlantic Ocean. No fish were seen. The fish didn’t even want
those “stinking turkeys”!!!
It is a LOL ( Laugh out Loud) and ROTF (Rolling on
the floor) moment each year when Grandpa’s stinking turkey story is told. Even
though he has been gone for thirteen years, his gift of storytelling and his
voice can still be remembered and heard.
HAPPY
THANKSGIVING GRANDPA
Every time Granpa Johnson told this story I would crack up laughing! I've heard it many times & still laugh til I cry! He was a GREAT story teller & had many to tell. Thank you for sharing this memory!
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