"Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry, and narrow-mindedness, and many of our people need it sorely on these accounts. Broad, wholesome, charitable views of men and things cannot be acquired by vegetating in one little corner of the earth all one's lifetime"-MARK TWAIN
Wednesday, November 21, 2012
Wanda and I would like to wish all of you a very special Thanksgiving.
The Thanksgiving holiday period has always been my favorite time of the year. Fall is usually still hanging around with moderate temperatures and clear blue skies. The trees haven’t lost all their color and it is a great time of year to be outside in the Deep South.
The holiday also brings back great memories of times gone bye. When I was young, our family lived on what was the old home place. Thanksgiving brought family back home from those faraway places like Baton Rouge or New Orleans. It was something I looked forward to all year. The men and boys would go hunting for squirrel, rabbits, and quail. There were no deer in our area. A dozen folks and a pack of yard dogs. Lots of hunting with little killing. We would spend Thanksgiving morning in the woods, returning home just in time to clean up and have dinner.
All the time we were in the woods, the ladies were preparing the Thanksgiving meal. A turkey from the yard, with a dishpan of dressing; along with chicken and dumplings. Ham and potato salad. Greens, butterbeans, peas, sweet potato’s, macaroni and cheese, roast in gravy, corn casserole, the list could go on. Cornbread and biscuits. Cakes, pies, and fruit ambrosia. Most everyone sitting around the yard afterward, talking about the years events while the younger ones played a game of football.
Though all the older ones are now gone, we still get together each Thanksgiving . My brother lives there now; and tomorrow the menu will be about the same. There will be four generations present, giving thanks for the blessings we have received this year. Hopefully the younger ones will be making memories even better than mine.