This is a reposting of what I wrote for Thanksgiving some years back. It is always
relevant. I pray that this year 2017 may bring us peace and harmony, such as so
many of us knew in our childhood in the 50's. Without cell phones, a constant media barrage of the horrific and the scandalous our hearts and minds could focus on family and being grateful for what we had.
I wish you that kind of Thanksgiving this year.
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Thanksgiving 2013 I posted this and it seems
right to use it again. My memories simmer like gravy on the stove,
loved laughter drifts through my mind, the taste of that special squash pie only my Aunt Eleanor could make, the smell of the apple pies that were my mother's specialty, the sound of the bubbling crispness of the turkey roasting in a brown paper bag in the oven, The smell and taste of Aunt Alveda's stuffing. The sound of children's feet as they sneaked into the kitchen for a taste of this and that, little fingers traveling the tabletop.
The heat and heart of the kitchen from all the cooking and from all the love.
Happy Thanksgiving memories and dreams to all !
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This is a great photo of two of my wonderful aunts: Aunt Alveda and Aunt Eleanor.
The light of their smiles lit up a room. This was some kind of
a family get-together;
maybe Thanksgiving, maybe not. But the message is there: of family,
of place, of all the gifts
in our lives that started with being born into the place we were.
I am thankful for everything, for
my family and for the family of the School Street Village.
May Thanksgiving blessings be on each of
you and your families wherever you may have roamed.
Love this photo! They sure did love a party. Funny you posted this today, I was making my mother's stuffing recipe last night and missing her. Nice to see this photo today!
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