Where’s the turkey? This is what my kids asked this weekend. Several years ago I bought a stuffed turkey at a local thrift shop and it is our main Thanksgiving decoration. It sits proudly on the dining room table, a symbol of Thanksgiving in the Savage household. Halloween decorations came down on Saturday and I dug through piles of “junk” in the hall closet until I found the turkey buried under stockings, ice skates and jolly st. nick ornaments. Now November is officially here. I’m glad the kids appreciate my thrifting powers, I feel justified in making this purchase so long ago.