Hello again, dear readers. I hope you are prepared for your respective Thanksgiving observances. I’ve made an agenda for the common-law Mrs. Codger to help her make the most of her cooking tomorrow. She always forgets to cook the carrots until it’s too late, and they’re too hard if you don’t cook them long enough. As we prepare to celebrate the Thanksgiving holiday, let us take a moment to reflect on why it means so much to us.
It all started back in Plymouth Colony in the 17th Century. You had your Pilgrims and you had your Puritans. Everyone always forgets the Puritans; after all, it’s easy to get swept up in Pilgrim fervor. But they were a lot like the Pilgrims, yet even stricter (if you can believe that). If you want to see anything like them today, you have to get yourself out to the Amish Country and look for the Amish. You can’t miss them! If you’ve been paying attention to my description, you’ll know them when you see them.
And then the Native Americans showed up to avenge the spirit of Mother Earth, whose land the English had stolen. In those days, America was being settled by the English, the British, and the Dutch. Well, you also had your Catholics down in Maryland, but that’s another thing entirely. But getting back to my point, the Pilgrims and the Native Americans formed the foundations of America’s farming industry by working together, fertilizing their crops with fish, and breaking bread together. We should all be so lucky on Thanksgiving Day!
Until next time!