Dorie’s Different Reality

Thanksgiving
The year has turned its circle,
The seasons come and go.
The harvest all is gathered in
And chilly north winds blow. 

 (um guys, it’s ’sposed to reach 68 degrees here today!)

Orchards have shared their treasures,
The fields, their yellow grain,
So open wide the doorway —
Thanksgiving comes again!
             - Anonymous Rhymer

It’s a real peak experience to an American doing genealogy to find your “immigrant ancestor”- the one who left the Old Country. One of mine happened to be a Puritan, like those Mayflower people. He didn’t come over with them, because he was born in 1619. But he and his sister got here in 1640. The sister married a fellow named Hagar, so maybe Sammy Hagar and I are related, but I digress.  GGGGGGGreat-Grandfather Joseph had a great sense of timing. By 1640, things were hopping in Massachusetts Bay-probably easier to survive than in, say, 1622. Also, the English Civil War- Cavaliers and Roundheads, Oliver Cromwell, etc. broke out in 1642. If Joseph had stayed in England, being a young man, he surely would have been fighting against the long-haired freaky Royalist soldiers. (go Roundheads!) So, Joe married, had a bunch of kids and died in 1684.  The Salem Witch Trials broke out in 1692 and near as I can tell none of my ancestors got burned (what a relief!) Besides, they all lived in Watertown, not Salem. So Joseph had a great sense about real estate too. Ancient one, your thousands of descendants salute you!

I don’t have any ancestor pictures, but I did find an old Puritan Oil commercial. Maybe the Pilgrim Fathers grew Canolas!

John Houseman was  cool.

It’s Mike and me today. No company. I’m trying not to sulk. I told Mike to think of today as Thursday with better food, so I won’t get the blues! I watched my favorite Thanksgiving movie, “Planes, Trains, and Automobiles” I love John Candy. Hard to believe the movie was made in 1987- time flies. And after the Big Parade, the Dog Show is on and I love that!
I made a Turkey Cake! Kind of. The coconut represents their feathers and the cherries are wattles. It looks good in the picture, but right after the picture was taken, half of it was chucked in the freezer for dessert in a couple of weeks. We’re also having a pie made by Mrs. Smith’s friend, Sara Lee, but why take a picture of a store-bought pie?

Dear Friends, near and far, I’m grateful for every one of you!

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