We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
How did they celebrate their first year and their first harvest in the fall of 1621, when they sat down with their Cape Cod Wampanoag friends?
"Deer and wildfowl." What else? We don't know. I don't think they had the grain to brew their beloved beer until the next year. What we do know is that these folks had been through a nasty voyage in a rotten, leaky boat, landed at the wrong place - remember, they were headed to the Dutch New Amsterdam area - which was better idea. They managed to scrape out a living, thanks to the Indian's education (these folks weren't farmers, anyway) as they watched their family members die.
Only 53 of the original 104 immigrants survived until fall, 1621. Then they gave thanks to God. Thanks for what? Thanks, I think, to God for being there with them through thick and thin.
It's always been a wonder to me that they didn't all catch the next flight from Logan back to Leyden. Trust in God is strong stuff, and many of us are not strong enough to handle the powerful grip of God. Thanksgiving is about putting our faith in the Lord, or trying to - and nothing else. God Bless us, and America, please, and make us Pilgrims in our own time, in our own ways.
"Trust in God is strong stuff, and many of us are not strong enough to handle the powerful grip of God. Thanksgiving is about putting our faith in the Lord, or trying to - and nothing else. God Bless us, and America, please, and make us Pilgrims in our own time, in our own ways."
Most eloquently put, Bird Dog. I may have to quote you to my family around the table tomorrow. Thanks for a very simple, true and yet profound message.
Thanks, Bird Dog. The food is great, but trusting in God is the real point.
Here's a Kindle version of the Geneva Bible with marginal notes by the reformers of the day that was the Pilgrim's Bible. http://www.amazon.com/Geneva-including-Marginal-Reformers-version-ebook/dp/B0044R8ZXE
I am Canadian with many English relatives who do not eat cranberries with meat in England, and I noticed that only in North America do we eat cranberries with our thanksgiving turkey. I also noticed that the pilgrams settled in Plymouth Rock which in now near the cranberry capital of the world Lakeville/Middleborough, Massachusetts. Could it be that on that day they ate wild Turkey with wild cranberries? If they had settles a little farther north in Maine, the blueberry capital of the world, would we be eating blueberries with our turkey. Just asking. I bet that combo would be good.