Kickin’ in the Holiday Season… Yeah it’s Christmas Time

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Over the rivers and through the woods to Grandmothers house we go…that was the song we always sang as a child waiting for Grandma to show up with her fresh baked Pumpkin and Mincemeat pies. This was a special time for the family when I was growing up. I often wonder what has happened to those days. Do families still congregate for the holidays to debate politics and the proper educate for being a quest in someone’s house?  Do the neighborhood kids still do a pickup game of football in the streets?

I remember all the hors d’oeuvre’s and how we could eat all day with our fingers. If you were the oldest you got to be the “boss of all the kids, which is not all it’s cracked up to sound like, especially when you have the diaper thing and a bad gag reflex!!! But I do remember Thanksgiving was a special time to remember what you have, see family you won’t want to see for another year. More than all that it was a time to reflect on how much luckier you were for having the family you have than those less fortunate than yourself. I’m not real sure if folks still do this.

I mean now with everything being about “privilege” or some concocted infantile though process that dictates you have shed some sort of oppression because you’re several types of “ist’s” practicing several types of “ism’s”.  It wasn’t always like that, you used to be able to agree to disagree and still respect each other.

I remember in ’63 we mourned JFK, in ’65 my six month old little sister got all the attention. In ’66 we got to talk about the Beatles cuz we saw them that summer. Of course ’67 was all about San Francisco and flowers in your hair, and in ’68 we mourned another Kennedy. 1969 was cool cuz it was all about Woodstock, the Mets and the moon. As the we ushered in the 70’s Life started to change as we discovered there really is a difference in boys and girls. ’71 brought my graduation from Junior High School and first summer job. Now 1972 was big as my summer job was with Bill Graham Presents and I was the center of attention as Led Zeppelin was all anyone wanted to talk about. There was trouble in paradise in the summer of ’73 as the wicked step-mother left and moved in next door and no one came around much.

In 1974 I helped get someone to Austin Nevada for one of the most memorable Thanksgivings in my life, and can never forget 1975, as I escorted the one love of my life to the Miss Nevada Pageant that summer. I left home after the year went out on my own as they say.

For the next couple years I would always find a way to get home for the Holidays. Always having great catch up conversations with ccousins, aunts & uncles and of course Grandma.  I found myself hitchhiking a few times before I became a guest of the Gov’na. Then the days all seemed to run together. In the 90’s I hosted a couple of these family gatherings. I remember Grandma not caring for the “stuffing” I made one year cuz it was not with Giblet Gravy, however, she did brag to all her friends about me working at Colombo’s by the River and the pumpkin pies I made with her recipe and the pumpkins I grew that summer. She also really liked the turkey I smoked, always a dark meat preference she could not believe how moist the white was.

Times have changed for me now. I’m two thousand miles from home and definitely homesick. The folks where I am have strange to me customs and rituals for this time of year. It is definitely a learning experience. Sometimes it’s hard not to offend when the truth offends it becomes a very precarious set of circumstance. However, you always try to look at the glass half full. As was in another time of my life days have started running together and you don’t pay much attention to them, you just wish you were home. Better days are ahead I know. I just know. For now I am grateful for what I have.

I know there are still families gathering as the streets are full, planes have been flying overhead nonstop all day, there has to be someone traveling with all the traffic of every kind. Let’s all keep good thoughts that everyone gets home safely.

I hope folks can talk politics without hating each other this year. Seems that somewhere along the way we no longer talk to each other, we all sit around wrapped up in our devices doing whatever in our sterile environments that no one can infringe into our safe spaces. I truly hope this is not the case at your gathering this year

Even though homesick I will get to spend time with new people and share new family dishes, one I have already sampled is called “pelogo” very tasty dish little like Cannoli. I’m working on the recipe for the website it is that good. So here’s to hoping everyone has safe travels this weekend, makes new friends, learns new traditions, gets to eat and sample new dishes from others families. Most of all I sincerely hope everyone is as blessed as I.

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Until Next Time

Happy Gardening

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