
November is half over and Thanksgiving is Thursday. A time to be thankful for what we have. It is about family, friends and ones dear to the heart. In my younger years the day was filled with wonderful memories of family coming to our home to enjoy a magnificent feast with my Grandmum, and the rest of my meager family. We did not have that much, but we had each other. Life was happy and without such complications as today.
My mother and grandmum would cook for days before. Warm scents filled the kitchen. Aromas of pumpkin pies, warm bread and other goodies filled the house for days before the big feast. They worked seamlessly to prepare the food for the big event. Family was family, and we stood by each other through thick and thin.
The day before Thanksgiving was also special for my brother and I as we would be let out of school at noon that day. We always had plenty of snow for Thanksgiving, and we would leave for the big sandy hill up the street from our house to go sliding in the snow. We would stay till the last light filled the sky, as the sun set behind us. Then return home cold and wet from our afternoon of activities. That night we would dream of the feast the next day. We would often go to a market across town to purchase an ice cream pie for our dessert as well all the other delights we had in our home.
Thanksgiving morning we all rise early and run for to turn on the TV for the Thanksgiving Day Parades. We sat in front of the the TV and dreamed of being in New York City of the big Macy’s Parade. Time would seem to last forever as we waited anxiously for the feast that was being prepared. Soon aunts and uncles started to arrive, the house filled with laughter. Food was finished and prepared for the table, then we all come running for the feast.
The counter tops and table were filled with dishes reminiscent of the first feast. Roasted turkey, dressing, mashed potatoes, gravy, fresh baked bread, squash, turnips, and cranberries. Then we indulged in assorted desserts of pumpkin pie, chocolate cream pie, ice cream pie, apple pies and other surprises. After we stuffed ourselves we would retire to the living room to watch some TV and begin the official start of the Holiday Season. A truly magical time! I wish I could go back to that time of innocence, a time when our family was close and all was right in the world.
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