Throwback Thursday: Share Your Favorite Thanksgiving Memory

Thanksgiving is only a week away. As we get ready for the holiday that brings together food, family and friends, share your favorite memory from a past Thanksgiving. Do you remember what you did last year for the holiday? Do you have the same tradition that you look forward to each year? Post a comment on today’s Hopkins Happenings’ Throwback Thursday.

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Amanda Lauer November 21, 2013 at 10:16 am

One Fall we adopted an eight year old dachshund who had not been trained very well by his previous owners and had a surprising amount of energy. Just as we were finishing desert, he spotted something outside the window and decided to chase it via the dining room table. We were all very shocked as this short old guy hopped up onto the table in one effortless leap and then shot across the room like a bullet.


Susan November 21, 2013 at 10:04 am

My oldest sister took on the challenge of cooking Thanksgiving dinner for our large family about 15 years ago. She's the first to admit she is not a seasoned cook and neither am I but I always assist her. Memorable moments include: her coming to the door with a smoldering pot holder on one hand after a near grease fire in the stove: nearly dropping the turkey on the kitchen floor; spilling turkey grease on the kitchen floor which made for a slippery and dangerous walk; a oven that decided Thanksgiving Day was the perfect time to stop working; that same year, we used the microwave to finish up the cooking which worked fine until I accidently pulled the turntable out with the dish. It bounced across the kitchen floor, down the basement steps, and crashed dramatically into pieces at the bottom. Our family actually looks forward to what's going to go wrong every year but we always have a great dinner and we haven't had to order pizza yet.


Bonnie C November 21, 2013 at 9:13 am

No one thanksgiving stands out, but a mosaic of memories flood my mind whenever I think of past thanksgiving gatherings. Of course when I was young, our house was so full of family and friends it was difficult to find a place to sit. That wasn't a problem, since someone was always getting up to get more food, chat with someone on the other side of the room, or, as in the case of some of my brothers, sneak outside for a smoke. Later on, after I was grown and had my own children, we carried on the tradition of gathering at each others' houses, but I also incorporated other ways of showing gratitude, hoping my children would learn to appreciate everything with which we were blessed.

I was a single mom then, and my children and I would visit the church for services in the morning, then gather as a family, first at one sister's house, then, years later, the gathering would take place at another sister's house. There were as many as 50 people at some of these mealtimes, since most of my brothers and all of my sisters would attend, bringing their children and their special dishes from each kitchen. And oh what a feast it was! One sister would bring her cranberry relish, another sister would bake a turkey, still another would bring corn, candied yams, and I would bring either a salad or green beans and broccoli (sometimes we had all of these). And, of course, there was a variety of desserts, supplied by either my sisters and I, or the next generation as they got old enough to contribute.

I have a 3-month old granddaughter this year. We'll be continuing the tradition of gathering as a family; this year it's at my daughter's home, and my son and daughter-in-law will be bringing the most precious contribution of all, their baby.


Christen November 21, 2013 at 8:51 am

On Thanksgiving day, my parents give myself, my brother, sisters, nieces and nephews a new tree ornament every year. The grandchildren get their advent calenders. As a special treat (and for being the baby of the family) I always get a new Christmas CD from my Dad, every year!! Happy Thanksgiving everyone!


Jennifer Ciattei November 21, 2013 at 8:45 am

Way back in the early 1970's, one of my mom's friends handmade her a delightfully tacky apron in the popular colors of that time--orange, gold, brown, and avocado green. As weird as it was, she always kept it and as a teen I started wearing it as a joke when we'd prepare Thanksgiving together. It became a tradition. I still have that apron in all its goofy glory, and wherever I am on Thanksgiving--even at my in-laws'--I wear it as I help prepare the meal. It's not Thanksgiving unless I have it on.


Robin Steele-Grant November 21, 2013 at 8:44 am

On Thanksgiving night, my familly and I get together eat, sing and play games. At the end of the night we exchange names for Christmas, and we give each other our gifts on Old Christmas, which is January 6,. This is also the 12th day of Christmas. I am so thankful for family and friends and whis that everyone have a safe holiday, AMEN!!!!


LINDA November 21, 2013 at 8:18 am

There are many to choose from but there is one that stand out. Several years ago I was invited by my boss to the family's thankgiving dinner. And it was fabulous.......with family members and friends laughing and having fun, games galore, good food and much more. I jumped right in and felt at home from the very start. You could tell that these family members and friends loved each other. And the best part of it all was that the clean up was also a group affair too. Since then I have been invited back again and again .......just like family:-) Sometimes the family you have is the one you were born with AND the one God gives you. I am grateful for my adopted family and the good times that make my soul, heart , mind....and stomach smile.


Anne Belcher November 21, 2013 at 7:50 am

In late 1985 I had just moved to New York City to assume a faculty position at Columbia University School of Nursing/Memorial Sloan-Kettering Cancer Center. I did not have enough leave accumlated to travel home for Thanksgiving, so decided to go to the Macy's parade. It was cold and rainy, so I took the bus across town. I was talking with another passenger, who commented on my excitement and, when we got off of the bus at Central Park, invited me to go to a brunch/viewing of the parade with her at a friend's apartment. Imagine my surprise and delight when we entered a warn and beautifully decorated apartment with a great view of the parade from a bedroom window and lots of great food to eat. It was a memorable occasion and a unique Thanksgiving experience. I tell this story often to illustrate "the kindness of strangers," especially in New York City!


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