I’m happy that Thanksgiving is here and I have some time to spend with my family! The Grandboy is on his way (over the river and up I-5 to Grandmother’s house…), and we are all gathering to have our first gluten-free Thanksgiving dinner. This will be a day full of warmth, yummy smells from the kitchen, Thanksgiving parades, football, family, and fun.
Sharing a memory with you today of a Thanksgiving Day parade from long ago, with brothers and cousins on a cold day in 1955. This old family photo also brought to mind a wonderful book of poems we used to read to our own children: It’s Thanksgiving, by Jack Prelutsky. I wish each and every one of you a very happy day, whether you celebrate Thanksgiving Day or not!
The Thanksgiving Day Parade
By Jack Prelutsky
Thanksgiving Day is here today,
the great parade is under way,
and though it’s drizzling quite a bit,
I’m sure that I’ll see all of it.
Great balloons are floating by,
cartoon creatures stories high,
Mickey Mouse and Mother Goose,
Snoopy and a mammoth moose.
Humpty Dumpty, Smokey Bear
hover in the autumn air,
through the windy skies they sway,
I hope that they don’t blow away.
Here comes Santa, shaking hands
as he waddles by the stands.
It’s so much fun, I don’t complain
when now it really starts to rain.
The bands are marching, here they come,
pipers pipe and drummers drum,
hear the tubas and the flutes,
see the clowns in silly suits.
It’s pouring now, but not on me,
I’m just as dry as I can be,
I watch and watch, but don’t get wet,
I’m watching on our TV set.
I hope you had a great Thanksgiving!
I’m not familiar with that particular poem, but I love Prelutsky, and I enjoy that photo in 1955 so much! I was born in 1961, but it wasn’t that much later, and it’s hard not to think of those as “the goold ol’ days”. Don’t you love how everyone wore hats and gloves?
Thanks, Robin, for your wonderful blog and for your thoughtful posts! I check-in often, even if I seldom contribute.
I remember that day quite clearly – the crisp morning air and almost slipping off the ’52 blue Chevy. But I don’t remember the parade at all, nor the cousins being with us. Mom is at the right margin of the picture, but I don’t see big brother or dad. I learned years later that dad seldom went to the parades with us, especially the loud Fourth of July parades, because of PTSD, his WWII legacy. I wonder if he was there that morning.
Hope you had a terrific Thanksgiving. Great to have your whole family together!
Keep reading & blogging. -Curt
I love the hats 🙂 Hope you had a fantastic Thanksgiving!
I love that photo! Even more, I love the sweet comment your brother, Curt, posted.
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Having just went to the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day parade the other day, I love that you shared your own photo of a holiday parade from awhile back. I hope many years from now my girls look at the photos I took with fond memories.
Thanks, Kailana. It was a fun Thanksgiving having the Grandboy here.
I love Prelutsky, too, Bellezza. And, yes, it’s fun looking at the old photos and seeing how things used to be…like dressing up (hats, gloves, and dress!) to go to the parade!
Thanks, Curt! I’m so glad that you stop by and read my posts and check out which photo I have plumbed from the Family History this time! This is such a great old photo. I was thinking that Dad was behind the camera, but I don’t remember, and like you said, parades were hard for him.
Thanks, Stacybuckeye. Thanksgiving was lovely and so much fun with an almost 3-year-old!
Thanks, Les! Curt is a very special person, as you can see. Thanks, too, for the link to glutenfreegirl. It’s a great blog, and I found a lot of excellent info and some great recipes there! And I discovered that she is “local,” raised here in the Seattle area. I really appreciate the link!
Thanks, Stephanie. Those memories are precious, and I’m sure the photos will mean a lot to your girls later on. My Dad kept an incredible Family History, with tons of photos. We have digital copies of them all now, and they are a real treasure.