Mike Huckabee News
Nov 24 2012
The year was 1982, I was a young bride, just twenty years old. My husband had just graduated from college and we had moved to my home town, and were living with my parents while we did some remodeling on an old house that they were going to be giving us to live in.
It was Thanksgiving and my parents had taken off for Vegas, leaving me to cook the traditional Thanksgiving day feast for my husband and I.
I had watched my mother and grandmother fix this meal for twenty years, so I was sure this was a no brainer. No big deal.
I defrosted the turkey in the refrigerator as to not give the both of us salmonella, and whipped up several of the dishes that were traditionally a part of my families annual turkey day celebrations!
After a quick phone call from the parents in Vegas to wish us a happy day, we dove in to our feast.
As my husband began to carve the magnificent bird that lay before him, he noticed a small piece of plastic sticking out from the tail end of the bird.
He reached down and began to tug on this small protrusion and the more he pulled, more, and more of the plastic became exposed.
My husband began to laugh hysterically as he gave the piece of plastic a final tug and brought out a bag full of spare turkey parts! Neck, gizzard, it was all there in all its glory almost glaring at me from the bag!
No one had TOLD me there would be a bag of spare parts inside of this dead fowl! I had made stuffing , but had put it in a pan and stuck it in the oven, not INSIDE the bird, so I never dreamed there would be anything hiding inside this thing!
My husband could hardly breathe from laughing so hard, and he proceeded to call EVERYONE in his family as well as mine to tell the story about Diane's turkey!
My parents are passed away now, and my marriage was over years ago, but the Thanksgiving turkey story is STILL told each year by my adult children. Thankfully they learned to make sure their turkey has the bag out, but it always brings a chuckle to everyone and a smile, and the recalling of a memory that like our Thanksgiving day meal has become a tradition!
Diane Mullins, Indiana
Before my parents both passed away my siblings and I used to gather at mom and dad's apartment for holiday meals. But since dad passed in 1997 and mom in 2010, my brothers refuse to come and share in this time together.
Several years now I've spent Thanksgiving alone. It's hard. You see I live on zero income, so I can't afford to go anywhere.
Even though this may sound awful to those who are listening, it's not. Why? Because here in the USA we have so much to be thankful for. There are people in other countries that have NOTHING. No homes, no clothes, no food, no jobs. They really are starving. I am not. I have food, and a roof over my head, and clothes, and a place to worship. GOD has blessed me more now living on zero income than HE ever did before.
We Are So Blessed (by: Bill and Gloria Gaither)
1. We are so blessed, by the gifts from Your hand we
Just can't understand why You loved us so much.
We are so blessed, we just can't find a way or the words that can say Thank You, Lord, for Your touch.
When we're empty You fill us 'til we overflow
When we're hungry You feed us, and cause us to know.
We are so blessed, take what we have to bring,
Take it all, everything, Lord, we love you so much.
2. We are so blessed by the things You have done,
The vict'ries we've won and what You've brought us through.
We are so blessed, take what we have to bring,
Take it all everything, Lord, we bring it to You.
Carol Frazer, Wisconsin
From North Carolina:
I was borned and raised in the Blue Ridge Mountains of Virginia. My dad died when I was 9 years old. Although I had a sister that was 16 years older than I, usually Thanksgiving was spend with just my Mother. We would go to my Aunt Ila's house for Thanksgiving dinner. They were so gracious and included us in their Holiday celebrations. I remember one year sitting on the stairway looking down at everyone talking. I suddenly felt lonely because Daddy had gone to Heaven and my sister lived too far away to come home. I thought how I couldn't wait to get married so I could have a family Thanksgiving of my own. I have been married for 37 years and to this day I remember Thanksgiving at my Aunt Ila's house and how thankful I am too have had my extended family when I was growing up and for the family I have now that makes me feel so loved.
Carlene Damba, North Carolina
A sweet memory was just this past Thanksgiving. My husband and I had a little Thanksgiving with our at-the-time 2-year-old and 9-month-old. I remember looking at them and thinking how blessed I was to have these two babies.
Audrey had been born Feb 9 of 2011 and had an umbilical cord anomaly called single umbilical artery. They weren't sure if she was going to have Down syndrome, trisomy 18, or die in utero, which sometimes is the case with this umbilical problem. My beauty was born tiny and early at 34 weeks and weighed 4 lbs 13 oz. She spent two weeks in the NICU but had no longterm complications from being a preemie.
I was so thankful for God's hand of protection over her.
Rachel Tibbs, Tennessee
Family traditions when my children were young. They always wanted homemade rolls and pumpkin pie. No matter how tired I was from 12 hr days I made them with love.
One year I forgot the sugar in the pie and the yeast in the dough. They laughed and ate it anyway just because of love. Of course, they sprinkled sugar on the pie and mashed it in with a fork. Love those kids!
Judy Yeubanks, Arizona