—Jonathan Swift Dinner was greasy and good. The honorable Abraham Lincoln seemed to have a special affinity for hamburgers. I don’t think they had them in his time, but if they had, I don’t think he would have had such a slender frame. Even though I did not use the term Impal publicly anymore, it was still the descriptor of choice in my head. I took notice of each and every one sitting at our table. Many were from Esther’s time, I would say about 50-100 years before Lincoln. There were a few from the Civil War, as evidenced by the uniforms and clothing they still wore. Another dozen or so were probably from the early 20th Century, and then a potpourri of time periods was represented from the 1920s all the way up to present day. A small boy, not much older than Seth, watched us with keen interest from two tables over. When he got up and walked to get a refill on chips, I could see that he was wearing a green Lego Star Wars t-shirt.
