Letters to My Granddaughter, No. 38 (Thanksgiving)
[November 23, 2023] Rowen, long ago I was your age, eight years old and living in a small town, so small there was no traffic light, no grocery store, no park, and no library. Thanksgiving was a big holiday, with family coming in for miles around to eat a great meal cooked by my grandmother; we called her… Read More »