With Thanksgiving approaching it's a good time to see what traditions and stories we have from past Turkey Days. My family and relatives get together every year for the turkey, Uncle Bob's baked beans, and some Thanksgiving football. There has not been a Thanksgiving that I can remember when one of the older relatives hasn't told the story of the time they lost Uncle Renzo. Until recently Thanksgiving had always been celebrated at my grandparents' house, and it was tradition that after the feast everyone would battle for prime couch position on which to take the necessary post-dinner nap. One year before I was around, it comes time for everyone to leave, but there was one minor problem: nobody knew where Uncle Renzo was. Now, my grandparents' house wasn't all that big, so how they could lose a family member was quite perplexing to everyone. After searching all the rooms, the relatives are starting to worry, when my dad has the thought to look under the pool table. Lo and behold, Uncle Renzo was passed out under the table, happily snoring and without a care in the world. Apparently, with the lack of acceptable couch space, Renzo decided that underneath the pool table was the next best place to sleep. When he woke up he didn't get what the fuss was about, but without fail the story has been told every year since. Focus: My story sucks, but let's hear any stories or traditions you guys have from Thanksgiving.