How well I remember Thanksgiving in mid-20th century Baltimore. We lived on Biltmore Avenue, a shady, almost bucolic street about a mile northwest of Pimlico. After breakfast my parents would load us four kids into an old Buick Roadmaster and head down Park Heights toward Charles Street (the Jones Falls Expressway wasn’t completed until 1990), and look for a parking space in the vicinity of Howard and Lexington. Sometimes we’d bring folding lawn chairs, but usually we’d just stand.
Lasson: Toytown Parade, the City vs. Poly game, fox hunting — memories of Thanksgiving in Maryland
November 24, 2021