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The older I get the more I learn that so much of what we were taught was false. It came as no surprise that the story of the first Thanksgiving was embellished. There never was a big happy feast where the Indians sat down with the settlers. The settlers were given food because they were starving. Bad move for the indigenous folk.

There wasn’t the abundant harvest for them to sit down to eat. They were thankful, no doubt, but not for plenty. They were thankful to be alive! As I sit here on this Holiday morning I find plenty to be thankful for. I have many people to be thankful to. So many people in my life help make my way easier. Many of them have passed away leaving happy memories and the lasting legacy of their love and care. I can’t express gratitude to them. I have to express myself to those who are here. Pay the debt forward.

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