Every year at this time I get on my soapbox and bemoan the fact that the Thanksgiving holiday seems to get overlooked, falling as it does on the calendar between the increasingly over-hyped Hallowe'en season and the Christmas season, which - as far as the business community is concerned - seems to run for an 8 week period,starting on the day after Hallowe'en.
Lost in the shuffle is probably one of the most meaningful holidays we have - and I'm not talking about things like turkey, parades and football. I am talking about the real meaning of Thanksgiving; i.e., giving thanks for all that we have been blessed to receive.
Last year in my "soapbox" column, I hypothesized that perhaps Thanksgiving needs a catchy tune (a 'Thanksgiving Carol', as it were) or perhaps some other writing to get people more fired up for that holiday celebration.
A good friend, who also happens to be a relative through marriage, submitted this original poetic thought on the Thanksgiving holiday, and I present it here for your consideration :
There is a special holiday
That follows Hallowe'en.
Quite many might guess Christmas,
But this holiday's between.
It started in 1521
The setting was Cape Cod.
To celebrate a harvest feast,
Where Pilgrims and Indians trod.
The Pilgrims were so thankful
That Squanto showed the way
To plant their corn and beans and squash,
Just right for harvest day!
The feast did last for many days,
And both sides ate quite well.
And both Indians and the Pilgrims took
The opportunity their stories to tell.
Americans have come to know
Much blessing through the years.
Our freedoms came at a high price, though,
With much bloodshed and many tears.
Today, we still should celebrate
To honor both the dead and the living.
So let's never cease to celebrate
The holiday - Thanksgiving.
Nov. 22, 2010