THANKSGIVING MEMORIES
Thanksgiving has been an important family day as long as I’ve been alive. I don’t recall ever having a family gathering for Thanksgiving on my Dad’s side (Grandma had tuberculosis), but I remember going to Thanksgiving dinners on my mom’s side of the family. My Grandpa Cook had been married three times and had a sizable family with each marriage. So, there were lots of kids of different ages. The older boys played in the hayloft of the barn, but I was a bit young to keep up with them. But there was a house full of people (literally) and my generation had to sit in the cold front porch because the good seats were all taken.
As I recall, we all ate more than we needed and took home more leftovers than we brought. Someone always got everyone together before we ate for the community prayer. I can’t recall who prayed but there were mostly church goers on that side of the family. Times have changed, but those Thanksgiving gatherings are set in my memory. And I’m thankful for them.
What is your favorite Thanksgiving memory?
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