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Thanksgiving
by Peary Perry |
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don’t know about you, but the concept of Thanksgiving to me
has always been about giving thanks for what we have. I know, I know the whole
idea of the pilgrims sitting down with the Indians is probably a lot of legend
and hype dreamed up over the years by the kind folks at Pilgrims Pride to entice
us to eat more turkeys. No matter, I still like it.
I’m very thankful
I live in this country. I’m thankful for my health. I’ve certainly thankful for
my family and my very patient wife of 34 years. I wouldn’t be married to me and
I wonder why she is, but that’s another story.
This time of the year,
I think we should all stop for a moment and just take time to count our blessings
and be thankful for what we have and where we are. I trust you will do the right
thing on Thursday.
Having said that, I’ll remind you that I said we should
be thankful for what we have, not what we want.
Recently I have been
reading articles bout the refugees from Louisiana, which have been transported
to various parts around the country. We have some of them in our town and I suspect
you do as well.
Now, don’t get me wrong, I’m not saying that these people
don’t have a right to complain. Most of them have lost everything, their houses,
jobs, and businesses and in some cases family members as well. I’m sure most of
them are very appreciative of what we have given or supplied to them in their
time of need.
But as always, some bad apples spoil the barrel. In this
case there were a number of interviews last week with several of the refugees
who were complaining about everything. Their apartments weren’t big enough. They
had to walk too far to the store to get beer and cigarettes. Their family wasn’t
close. They didn’t know anyone in their apartment or subdivision.
They
felt trapped. Or as one of those interviewed said...”We’re stuck like chuck.”
They complain about being isolated, restless, bored and homesick.
“We’re
used to walking to the store to buy nachos and pickles,” stated one of the displaced
folks.
Well, folks I’ve got news for you….this ain’t Kansas and you may
never go home again.
Last weekend, Sixty Minutes did a story on New Orleans
and predicted that even if we were to pay for a 60-foot levee around the entire
city, that in 30 years, the erosion would be so great that the city would become
a ‘fishbowl’ and be completely surrounded by water. A disaster in the making if
ever I saw one. They are currently estimating that over 100,000 homes may have
to be torn down in New Orleans alone, not to mention the rest of the Gulf Coast.
The jury is still out on whether or not that is going to be feasible.
My point is this, I’m sure none of us blame anyone from the flooded areas for
their predicament, they didn’t do this, it was done to them by the storms. Having
said that, the reality of the situation is simply this, a lot of those folks might
never get to go home. There may never be a home to go back to in the future.
So, why not just buckle down, accept what is given to you, and say thanks and
look forward, not backward. Get involved and talk to people, we’re all humans
too. We’d like to know you. We want to help. But we don’t want to hear you whine
for years to come. Come on, we can and will get through this, together….if we
all try.
It’s just difficult to want to do more or give more when someone
is always looking a gift horse in the mouth.
Have a good holiday. |
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