EDITORIAL COMMENT
Thanks for Texas Novembers – green grass and crisp sunny days ripe with the echo of football cheers and the faint scent of coming northers.
Thanks for TxDOT, which makes other organizations look so efficient.
Thanks for staying in the Union, Governor Perry.
Thanks for Congress. They’re a mess, of course. But it sure beats being run by the old Soviet Union’s Politbureau or Iran’s new theocrats.
Thanks for the smell of turkey in the oven and pecan pie on the counter. Thanks for the smell of fresh ink on newsprint. Thanks for the smell of dirt on blue jeans after a game of touch.
Thanks for the smell of fresh perfume on a familiar neck.
Thanks for the zealots who live on Planet Nutcake and visit Earth for holidays and elections. In their hate and hollering they remind us that reasonable is the new sexy.
Thanks, O Lord, for the Mexican widows who founded Buda and the pioneers who founded Kyle, and the wave upon successive wave of immigrants who have washed ashore here, renewing our towns and hamlets, adding diversity, adding talent, complicating our lives.
Thanks, Pilgrims, for recognizing bounty in the midst of hardship – for starting a tradition.
Thanks, Mr. Lincoln, for taking time in the midst of Civil War to recognize common bounty – for reviving a celebration.
Thanks, FDR, for inspiring the nation in the midst of a Depression to focus on what we had instead of what we didn’t – and for institutionalizing a thing called Thanksgiving.
Thanks for the capacity to learn, to grow, to come together as families and communities around shared history, memories, and common values.
Thanks, dear Reader, for being there. We need you. Be safe this holiday. Be generous. These are lean times. Be fat when you can.
