Another Thanksgiving has come and gone. The leftovers have been doled out to company and casseroles washed and put away. The dogs got their annual treats and we gorged on an extra helping of stuffing and a second slice of pie. Our lives are marked by these cultural traditions. In America Thanksgiving is our premier holiday for families. It’s a time when children and in-laws get plane tickets and take time off from work to gather at the family home. We shop carefully for special items and construct a dinner meant for double the number of guests. Because you never know if an additional guest or two may need a seat at the table. Continue reading
I have been struggling with this post for a week now. It has been written and rewritten a dozen times. I am torn between expressing the anger and disappointment I’m feeling and a contrary pull to wait and see. In the end the need to speak out won in my internal battle. Some of my readers will agree with me, while others will not. This is not a political missive. It’s a call for decency and tolerance.
As we recover from the past few months of intense emotions and inflammatory speeches, we wonder what the future holds. Larry and I both worked as volunteers for the Clinton campaign, knocking on doors and talking to people about the candidates and getting people registered to vote. Now it is over. The financial markets have settled down, but we remain numb. We spent long days with like minded people who believed and gave up their time and energy to get the first woman in the White House. Now we have to pick up the pieces and move on. Continue reading