To all you sisters who are stuffing turkeys, eyes watering from the onions, sinuses tickled by too much sage, in overheated kitchens, even as I type. And to brothers who are hunting deers with visions of that stuffing dancing in their heads.
And to brothers making dinner and sisters sitting in deer stands and to all the farmers who grew the green beans for a million green bean casseroles. To everyone who cares for livestock every single holiday in every kind of weather.
And to all who serve and cannot be home on this day of traditional gratitude and camaraderie and overeating.
Happy Thanksgiving to you, one and all.
And peace to America and everyone who lives here.
And don't forget the good folks who print the paper that runs the Farm Side. Word is that they have been without power all night and are struggling to get that job done before going home to their families. Be safe and strong today.