Thanks to Pam for this one…a real article to ponder and send great blessings and gratitude to our turkeys around this time of year…-A.M.

turkeyMost of us associate the holiday with happy Pilgrims and Indians sitting down to a big feast.  And that did happen – once. 

The story began in 1614 when a band of English explorers sailed home to  England with a ship full of Patuxet Indians bound for slavery. They left behind smallpox which virtually wiped out those who had escaped.  By the time the Pilgrims arrived in Massachusetts Bay they found only one living Patuxet Indian, a man named Squanto who had survived slavery in England and knew their language.  He taught them to grow corn and to fish, and negotiated a peace treaty between the Pilgrims and the Wampanoag Nation. At the end of their first year, the Pilgrims held a great feast honoring Squanto and the Wampanoags.  Read More….