Being now passed the vast ocean, and a sea of troubles before them in expectations, they had now no friends to welcome them, no inns to entertain or refresh them, no houses, or much less towns, to repair unto to seek for succour; and for the season it was winter, and they that know the winters of the country know them to be sharp and violent, subject to cruel and fierce storms. . .From the chronicle of the year 1620, as recorded by Nathaniel Morton, keeper of the records of the Plymouth Colony. More than half the Pilgrims who arrived on the Mayflower would die before the first thanksgiving. By 1640 there were 20,000 Brits in New England, and they were flourishing. (Thanks to the Wall Street Journal which publishes the chronicle every Wednesday before Thanksgiving.)
On a morning pouring with rain I am cooking a pumpkin in the oven and listening to the English Chamber Orchestra. I will be bringing salad and pie to Thanksgiving with friends and eating their smoked turkey. There is a rumour that blackberry pie, made from Oregon blackberries picked this summer, will make an appearance.
To family and readers and friends, happy thanksgiving. To all those who were inspired by God and Judeo-Christian teachings to make our freedom and happiness possible, thank you. They are here, in the Liberty Timeline.
To those who defend our justice and freedom today, thank you.