I look at this picture every holiday season to remind me of family far away. Those family members I will not see this Thanksgiving. What does Thanksgiving mean too you?
*Thanksgiving, or Thanksgiving Day, is a public holiday celebrated on the fourth Thursday in November in the United States. It originated as a harvest festival. Thanksgiving has been celebrated nationally on and off since 1789, after a proclamation by George Washington. It has been celebrated as a federal holiday every year since 1863, when, during the American Civil War, President Abraham Lincoln proclaimed a national day of “Thanksgiving and Praise to our beneficent Father who dwelleth in the Heavens,” to be celebrated on the last Thursday in November. Together with Christmas and the New Year, Thanksgiving is a part of the broader holiday season.
The event that Americans commonly call the “First Thanksgiving” was celebrated by the Pilgrims after their first harvest in the New World in 1621. This feast lasted three days, and—as accounted by attendee Edward Winslow—it was attended by 90 Native Americans and 53 Pilgrims. The New England colonists were accustomed to regularly celebrating “thanksgivings”—days of prayer thanking God for blessings such as military victory or the end of a drought.
For me it is a Holiday of celebration; in 1980 Cool and the Gang came out with an alblum called “Celebrate,” with a song named “Celebration.” For some reason this song pops up in my memory on Thanksgiving day. It is a vibrant ,happy song that reminds me the world is not so bad and we have a lot to be thankful for.
I was married to a wonderful women for Forty-two years. I call her the Sorceress of card giving. If my wife were alive today, she would love to send cards out digitally. Sending them for any reason , even if was to say hello. I sent out my digital cards to family and friends . I sent them out early so they can see I haven’t groked and I am thinking of them. I left a little note saying I hope to see them. I live in Costa Rica and came home this Thanksgiving weekend, hoping to see my family.Hoping fences were mended by a couple of family members and the whole family would be together.
That is what I envision the founding fathers wanted us to celebrate. The gathering of family and friends, to be thankful for what we have. It helps that Thanksgiving meal is my favorite meal: a stuffed turkey with homemade cranberry sauce, mash potato, candied sweet potato, turkey gravy made from the drippings of the cooked turkey. Of course, pumpkin pie and whipped cream, yummy!! As the French say “Bon Vivan” and the Costa Rincan’s say ,” uno que disfruta de la buena vida”, one who enjoys the good life! I am thankful I am healthy,alive and well. My mind is intact, although a little forgetful, and able to remember how lucky I am. I may not be rich monetarily, but I have a wonderful girlfriend, who loves me and two little puppies that adore us both. Family and friends who will celebrate Thanksgiving with us. Yes, I am rich beyond measure. How about you, are you rich beyond measure? If not help at the homeless kitchens, help someone else who has no one. You may find your riches.
PURA VIDA !
This poem is by my friend Anne Fitzgerald, who had two strokes this Thanksgiving holiday. It is in my book,”Timothy M Nugent: A Collecting of Poems” She is my girlfriend’s mother, whom I love dearly. We will visit her at the rehab home today and wish her a Happy Thanksgiving.
I am the wild man
free over the country from sea to sea.
I see mountains, hills, canyons and elds across the land,
I see oceans, rivers, lakes bordered with sand.
Forest of big trees and small, orchards, cactus and sage.
Winds, dust, storms and rain venting their rage.
Moonlight in desert, roads baking in sunshine.
All a part of what’s is mine.