Family. Food. Memories.
My memories of Thanksgiving was centered around our family getting together. Early on Grandparents,Parents,Aunts, Uncles & Cousins by the dozens.
All those incredible family recipes! After eating & talk around the table the Men one by one left the table & ended up outdoors. The Women stayed ‘round the table. At about 6 years of age the boys heard the call the leave Mama’s side & go outside with the men. If we were lucky,it was cold enough for a fire. It was there I learned our family stories,our history,names of ones long gone. Indeed,the beginning of what it means to be a man. It was not a perfect childhood,but almost!
That’s my Thanksgiving memory.
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Happy Friday ya’ll. It’s the weekend baby !
~ J J O’Brien ~