Some of my earliest memories of
Thanksgiving are of going to Grandpa Walker’s farm 4 ½ miles south
of Garland for a big family dinner. In the late ‘30’s we went
over to Bill Thompson’s which was the first time I had even eaten
Turkey. Some years ago I compiled a listing of how we spent
Thanksgivings from the time I started keeping a Diary in 1940. (I
missed the years of ’45, ’46 &’47 when I didn’t have a
Diary and in 1966 when my College studies took priority over writing
every day.) Tomorrow will be my 69th recorded
Thanksgiving. My (Our) activities have varied considerably over the
years from the standard of going to Grandparents' houses. They include
such things as: husking corn, hunting, sawing wood, putting pictures
in albums, greasing the Whirlwind Terracer, seeing movies, putting
on storm windows, watching football on TV, watching slides, singing,
playing Ping-Pong, playing cards, sightseeing in Washington, D.C.,
going to Church, raking leaves, visiting Jon’s in western North
Carolina in the Motor Home. And, we (I) flew to Hawaii, sang “Star
of the East” with Vivian and Don, danced the “Flying Dutchman”
to Dad’s accordion playing, Tim’s visited us in Ankeny, IA,
looked at used vehicles on Rolfsmeier lot, Ben roasted the Turkeys,
sent and received computer cards and messages, played with Jack
(dog), played golf with Charlie, listed things on e-Bay, did Home
Delivered Meals and watched part of Macy’s Christmas Parade. One of
our most special Thanksgivings was in 1979 back in Virginia. My folks
and Elaine’s Mother flew back to visit, and our boys and spouses
were all home. ( Carolyn was due to deliver Julie in about 6 weeks so
didn't get home) It was a beautiful warm day, and we had dinner out on
the Deck. Dad enjoyed splitting wood, we tossed a football around,
played horseshoes and had a great time. While our activities,
location, family , etc. changed over the years, the one constant was
Thanking God for our Many Blessings.
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