Thanksgiving is only five days away, but it seems like forever; a too-distant, too-short timeout from grievances that have fractured our families, our communities, our nation – and can’t be vaccinated away but might be eased with doses of gratitude. Over the next few days, I’ll be looking for some by questing backwards through family gatherings that saved me from past ills. Come with me – maybe we’ll both find something. Today: A Family Brawl “Two-and-a-half hours – the driving time to my parents’ house – wasn’t time enough to soothe how I felt about a friend’s suicidal plunge into alcoholism. …