Which leaves us at the question:
After stuffing the turkey should we hang it by the Moose over the fireplace?
Midwestern activities demand of youth, school plays detailing the peaceful relations of the the Pilgrims fleeing religious oppression and the kindly indians who helped them survive their first winter. The kindness repaid by a philosophy of manifest destiny, rail ways and broken treaties.
Beyond tracing the hand to make construction paper turkeys, the luck of the draw that dealt either the big black poster board hat or the head band with the blue or green feathers, and long accounts of the voyage of the Mayflower, plymouth rock and the growing and preparing of corn.
There is the togetherness of family and friends with food a plenty. Hearkens more true than most other holidays, born of hype and shopping.
God lay mercy upon the kid who got stuck in the turkey outfit or even the cornucopia for that matter.
So surely, we must indeed find cause to be thankful.
Better men have tread before and I give you some of their words:
Turkey: A large bird whose flesh, when eaten on certain religious anniversaries has the peculiar property of attesting piety and gratitude. ~Ambrose Bierce, The Devil's Dictionary
Small cheer and great welcome makes a merry feast. ~William Shakespeare
I have strong doubts that the first Thanksgiving even remotely resembled the "history" I was told in second grade. But considering that (when it comes to holidays) mainstream America's traditions tend to be over-eating, shopping, or getting drunk, I suppose it's a miracle that the concept of giving thanks even surfaces at all. ~Ellen Orleans
Give thanks for unknown blessings already on their way. ~Native American Saying
Happy We-Stole-Your-Land-and-Killed-Your-People Day! ~Thanksgiving toast, from the movie Sweet November
If I have enjoyed the hospitality of the Host of this universe, Who daily spreads a table in my sight, surely I cannot do less than acknowledge my dependence. ~G.A. Johnston Ross
Thanks, for a country where nobody is allowed to mind his own business. Thanks, for a nation of finks.
-- William S. Burroughs, "A Thanksgiving Prayer".
There is one day that is ours. There is one day when all we Americans who are not self-made go back to the old home to eat saleratus biscuits and marvel how much nearer to the porch the old pump looks than it used to. Thanksgiving Day is the one day that is purely American. ~O. Henry
For flowers that bloom about our feet;
For tender grass, so fresh, so sweet;
For song of bird, and hum of bee;
For all things fair we hear or see,
Father in heaven, we thank Thee!
~Ralph Waldo Emerson