Yesterday was Thanksgiving here in the states, a holiday that predates the founding on the United States as a country by a little over 150 years - the Pilgrims celebrated Thanksgiving (as a three day harvest festival) with members of tribes that lived in and around the colony of Plymouth, Massachusetts.
I'm going to venture a guess that yesterday's Thanksgiving celebrations were as low-key as they have been since WWII.
The Thanksgiving holiday usually means large gatherings of family and friends. Thanksgiving at my house usually would involve upwards of thirty people.
Yesterday there were five of us.
Oh sure, we did most everything we usually did on Thanksgiving - watched a little of the Macy's Thanksgiving Day parade (surreal, that - no people at the parade!) watched some Gridiron football, listened to Alice's restaurant (twice), watched the Wizard of Oz, and ate too much of a very good 7 course dinner (JH's casserole was again the big hit of the meal).
And of course, gave thanks for all our blessings.
But it was not the same, not even close. Kinda missed all the people that usually showed up, ya know?
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