The Medl in News
WHAT I’M THANKFUL FOR
Our autumn colors lag behind much of the country, but I’m always grateful our red oaks, cedar, and cypress trees hold off until this time of year to begin changing. It means that we’ll typically have beautiful splashes of crimson, yellow, and orange byThanksgiving, while our friends up north will be facing bald branches and bitter winds. Regardless of the weather, a great turkey dinner with loved ones is sure to lift your spirits. Looking back, I can say Thanksgiving is just about my favorite holiday. Aside from the foliage, food, and Cowboys football, having time to spend with family from far and wide was one of the joys of my childhood. My parents would host the meal most years, meaning we’d welcome as many as 45 aunts, uncles, and cousins from both sides of the family. Some even hailed from as far away as New Jersey. As you can imagine, these dinners were quite the production! My mom was always in charge of the turkey and fixings, but plenty of relatives lent a hand in bringing the whole feast together. Invariably, you could count on there being at least three types of pie, and my younger self would be hard pressed to choose a favorite. But between all the mashing, cutting, peeling, and baking, most of the men in the family preferred to get outdoors and play football — before coming indoors to (What else?) watch football. I don’t want to betray my age, but this was during a time when it was acceptable for men not to pitch in with much of the cooking. It was also a time when the Cowboys would reliably win the Thanksgiving game. As I grew, relatives aged, and the journey became more difficult. Cousins went off to college, aunts and uncles moved, and grandparents became infirmed. These days, most of the relatives who helped cook or who threw the pigskin behind our house have
passed on. As the leaves remind us every year, time ends all things eventually, but there will always be spring.
Now our Thanksgivings are smaller affairs — well, smaller than they were. My wife, daughter, and I will head over to a family member or friend’s house for a low-key dinner. I usually make a green-bean casserole I’m fond of, though I’m mostly just following the advice on the can. While they may not be the bustling reunions of my childhood, I’ve come to appreciate the quieter nature of these gatherings. They make it easy to have a moment to remind myself of what I’m thankful for. I have a beautiful, healthy family I get to support by doing a job I love. It doesn’t get much better than that.
From our family to yours, we wish you a happy Thanksgiving.
– Gary L. Medlin, Esq.
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