On Friday after Thanksgiving while most of the rest of the country was doing their level best to level other shoppers while spending money they didn’t have for things they didn’t need – Hercules the Lesser would ride his bike down to the Border Park and feed leftover stuffing to the geese. He would sit up on the old, metal picnic table with his feet on the bench so the geese couldn’t nip his toes. 
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