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Your Thanksgiving Story

Created on: 11/23/09 09:36 PM Views: 1051 Replies: 3
Your Thanksgiving Story
Posted Monday, November 23, 2009 04:36 PM

Hi, Classmates.

       Here is a place where you can share one of your favorite Thanksgiving stories.  The forum will be removed sometime shortly after Thanksgiving.  In the meantime, your classmates will enjoy reading what you want to share with them about a past Thanksgiving, perhaps when we were in school together - or what you are planning for this year.  I will be working on something with a Thanksgiving theme for our web site so I am not posting a story at this time.  Thanks for your participation. 

 
Edited 11/23/09 04:40 PM
RE: Your Thanksgiving Story
Posted Tuesday, November 24, 2009 11:39 PM

In Kent, Ohio, there is a Christian organization that reaches out to international students in many ways.  We are a part of that group.  This past Sunday, November 22, the organization had a Thanksgiving dinner for over 300 international students at a very large church in Hudson, Ohio.  It was such a nice way to tell the students about the history of our American holiday and show them friendship and God's love.  That was the biggest Thanksgiving dinner I had ever attended!!   Ellen (Walsh) Drennen  1959

 
Edited 11/24/09 11:40 PM
RE: Your Thanksgiving Story
Posted Wednesday, November 25, 2009 02:35 PM

Thanks for sharing your story, Ellen.  I hope more classmates will post their stories.

 
Dick Rutherford's Thanksgiving Story
Posted Tuesday, December 1, 2009 03:14 PM

[Note:  The following was not written by me.  It was written by classmate Dick Rutherford.]

‘Twas the morning after Turkey Day when all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.  

When on the next block there arose such a clatter, I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter.
 
Away to the window I flew without mind, tore open the curtains and threw up the blind.
 
And what to my sleepy two eyes should there flash, but a large white truck seeking this week's trash.
 
I jumped for my clothes, to the dog gave a whistle, and flew to the kitchen like a military missile.  
 
I grabbed all the trash bags, the newspapers too, and stuffed their containers to the tops – yes, it's true.
 
Away to the curb I flew like a flash, and sighed with relief as I put out the trash.
 
Then along came the truck all shiny and white, with a little fat driver who'd been up half the night.
 
He pulled to my curb and captured my can, with his hydraulic arm he dumped with a slam.
 
And then with a nod he put my can back, and nodded at me as he leaned on the gas.
 
And I heard him exclaim as he drove out of sight, "Don't forget next week... put your trash out at night!"
 
 
 



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