This Thanksgiving will certainly be different. Our governor has put additional restrictions on our gathering because of the recent spike in COVID19. I know this is hard for most of us, but it’s just another glitch in a year that seems to want to take away our joy. Instead of feeling sad about this, we need to take a look at the lighter side of this holiday. Is there a lighter side?

I suppose if you believe every conspiracy theory out there right now, you’re having a lot of problems with the restrictions. If, on the other hand, you are one of those who has contracted the disease or one who must serve in the front lines fighting it, you might think differently. In any event, this time of thanksgiving shouldn’t be limited to one day. Every day we need to find something to be thankful for. Can you think of 365 things?

A few years ago, my husband and I downsized from a house twice as large as the one we’re now living in. We spent 24 years in that house. One of the highlights of those 24 years was the appearance of a gang of wild turkeys who made their appearance from time to time. We called them the Johnson Street turkeys. Here’s a piece I wrote about them.

When this time of year rolls around, I can’t help but be reminded of a gang of turkeys that lived in our old neighborhood.  A group of turkeys is actually called a rafter or a gang, so the Johnson Street Turkeys were aptly named. They resembled a gang of hoodlums, strutting down the street – showing off their metallic plumage – displaying their ample size.  These birds were known to cross the street on a green light.  At least they were a law abiding gang.

Not too long ago, I saw another rafter of wild turkeys slowly making their way off the exit ramp of the highway which happens to sit right behind our house.  Had they followed me?  Did it actually take them two years to discover that I’d moved?  I know they were well liked by the folks of my old neighborhood.  A local newspaper even wrote an article about the blatantly, emboldened flock which ran after the mailman and trash trucks.

They didn’t do much damage, as you’d expect from a gang of ne’er do wells, but they ate all of my expensive cocoa mulch.   They were also known to nibble on gravel near the railroad tracks, which happened to be situated right near the local butcher shop.  My husband saw one unsuspecting bird catching some rays one day as the butcher was coming at him with a cleaver.  We never saw the results of the incident, but refused to buy poultry from that shop ever again.

Where are all the activists when it comes to this holiday of overeating?  Where are the “save the turkeys” folks with their signs of protest?  When you think of all the frozen turkeys sitting in your grocery store’s freezer case, think of all those birds who gave their lives so you could have a piece of white meat.  I may just become a vegetarian after that rant.

“Thanksgiving dinners take eighteen hours to prepare. They are consumed in twelve minutes. Half-times take twelve minutes. This is not coincidence”. Erma Bombeck


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As I reach the end of my years, I find I have a lot of good information stored up in this old decrepit mind of mine. If I don't write it all down, it may vanish and no one will have the advantage of my thoughts. This is why this blog exists. I love the Lord, Jesus with all my heart and soul. I know I'm undeserving of all He's done for me, but I also know that His love is beyond my comprehension. I've always wanted to write. I never kept diaries, but tucked my thoughts in my head for future reference. I use them now in creating stories, plays, poetry and my blog. I continue to learn every day. I believe the compilation of our time spent with God will have huge affect on the way we live. I know I'm a sinner and I need a Savior. I have One through Jesus, Christ. My book, "Stages - a memoir," is about the seven stages of life from the perspective of a woman. It addresses all the things girls and women go through in life as they travel it with Jesus, and it is available on Amazon.com.
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  1. pastorpete51 says:

    Great post and thanks for the Erma Bombeck quote. How I miss her sweet gentle humor today.

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