Thanksgiving wishes

Thanksgiving has always been my favorite holiday – it seems in the infantry it was the only holiday we always had off guarenteed. Well, “off” was a relative term. I remember times when I’d pick up the free turkeys from the First Sergeant that were donated to our unit and drive them around to my soldiers’ families and drop them off to beaming, thankful smiles. I always got the “thanks”, but actually it was our silent and constant supporters who gave us the birds.

When I was in the same general location as my family on Thanksgiving, we’d get into our finery, my daughters in their pink skirts, my son struggling against having his hair brushed, and I in my dress blues. Then we’d head over to the mess hall and have our Thanksgiving dinner with “our” troops. It wasn’t really mandatory most of the time that we eat with the troops. But I figured those 30+ guys kept me alive and well and employed for another year, so I was thankful to them – who better to spend the day with.

Besides, despite the reputation of Army chow, Thanksgiving meal was always as close to Mom’s cooking as I could get.

But anyway, anything else I could add was said better by some of the folks in my blogroll;

Castle Argghhh

Flopping Aces

Hang Right Politics

Dadmanly

Blue Crab Boulevard

Chickenhawk Express

Blue Star Chronicles

and most importantly Mark Steyn.

To Crotchety Old Bastard, with whom I’ve shared Thanksgiving meals with in an Army Messhall a couple of times – have a safe trip and thank that son of yours for me and my family. I’d wish blessings for you, but it seems you’ve already gotten a bunch.

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