Thanksgiving Memories (Rox)







Joan Vincent said...

Rox I think we look back on these memories we're sharing with such affection because we had little responsibility at the time. As children we're much more open to joy and celebrating. Thanks for sharing.

Nina Sipes said...

Thanks for sharing such a wonderful story. A talking table. That's intriguing. From your description, I can imagine being there.
It's a good feeling.

Rox Delaney said...

Nina, two of those three female cousins saw the blog on Facebook and remembered the fun we had. One of them reminded me that the table rocked so hard one time that one of the legs broke.

My friend in Texas had the same experience with her family and a table. They called it 'table knocking.'

Pat Davids said...

I have some great holiday memories but not one includes a "talking table." What a hoot.

Penny Rader said...

I had an Aunt Dorothy, too, Rox, only we called her Aunt Dolly. For years and years we always went to Aunt Dolly's in Ark City for Thanksgiving. Gosh, I miss those Thanksgivings. No talking tables, though. Just a huge, long wooden I(I think) table filled with lots of relatives and superb food. And Santa's Toy Shop on tv. Thanks for sharing with us.

Starla Kaye said...

I think Joan is right, we look back now as adults at the memories we had as a child with fondness. Everything seemed so much more fun, easier, no responsibilities really. But if we'd been the adult then, our memories might be different. It was hard work pulling together a big meal and getting the house ready for a lot of company.

Yet, kind of like forgetting about the pain of childbirth when you're first holding that beautiful new baby, we tend to eventually forget the bad moments. The trouble of putting together a big meal with hours, days, of cooking isn't important when you see the smiles around you, when you hear the laughter and happiness at being together. The accidental spill on your freshly cleaned carpet isn't a big deal really. You can clean it again.

Anyway, I, too, like to think back to the big family reunions at holiday times in my past. My parents have been gone for years now. My daughter is grown up and lives half the country away from me. Still, she comes back for Thanksgiving and Christmas. And my siblings and I make it a point to be together for every holiday we can. We're making new memories to savor later in life.