Edd's Gatherin' Place

Yesterday was another rollicking Thanksgiving Day ablaze with the bustle of family and friends and the engrossing aroma of food cooking. After the meal, as is our annual tradition, we all piled in cars and traveled to the movies grandparent’s children and grandchildren. Two of us went to see “National Treasure” and the woman and children to a “Christmas with the Kranks.”

Before the afterglow diminishes, reality must set in that not all of our fellow neighbors experienced such a wonderful “Rockwell” Thanksgiving. Who looked after the homeless, the battered and abused, our shut-ins and poor, and all those alone unable to share in our joy of a day giving thanks? What did we do on Thanksgiving Day to relieve but for one moment or one day of survival from many who would call us inhabitants in an incompetent world?

I don’t have the answers to these questions but come Monday with a few phone calls to the city and the Salvation Army, possibly we can find out at least a few answers.