The Thanksgiving story you know probably goes like this: English Pilgrims, seeking religious freedom, landed in Plymouth, Massachusetts, where they found a rich land full of animals and were greeted … Continue reading →
A chair was never emptier
than on the first Thanksgiving
after my father died.
after the fields are planted and the blue corn seeds are nestled in the red earth after the Corn Planter has put away his sacred planting stick he says … Continue reading →
Despite the holiday’s false origin tale, we can celebrate with our families in ways that honor those whom the day originally dishonored. Ultimately, within our families and communities and schools, … Continue reading →
Thanksgiving today. Soaked with sleet. No sun for six days — six is the Devil’s number. I have looked through this window, at these American skies for 5 times 6 … Continue reading →