Happy Thanksgiving
Wow, it's Thanksgiving again! So soon. I'm still eating leftover turkey from the last one! It just keeps getting more flavorful and complex - quite the taste sensation. I am thankful for my small but somehow-loyal audience, all of you make GDB so much more fun than I would have ever imagined. So... thanks!
I have a few vintage photos from Thanksgivings of yesteryear - maybe they will remind you of your own family gatherings. First up is this picture (circa 1962) of a boy with a bow tie. I've never worn a bow tie in my life - I am more of an ascot guy, as those of you who have met me can attest.
The kid is laughing because he wished his family into the cornfield, and now all of the food is his. Can you blame him? The turkey looks magnificent, cooked to perfection in mom's Hotpoint oven. There is a decorative centerpiece with fruit and vegetables that look suspiciously waxy. My grandma used to have wax fruit, and her terrible grandchildren (not me) ruined it because we, I mean they, could not keep their hands off of it. Look how soft the wax is! We, I mean they, could scrape the color right off with fingernails. Grandma also had bunches of soft plastic grapes, it was so fun to pull the grapes off and throw them. Fun for my siblings, I mean, I would shake my head solemnly.
Aw, you know what? It's lonely eating all by yourself. Zoltan has wished everyone back from the cornfield, and you can tell that they are still a bit out of sorts about the whole thing (and have lost their appetites after eating so much corn). I'm trying to work out who's who; that's certainly dad in the middle - and maybe that's mom to his right (our left)? But who's taking the picture? Grandpa? The two older ladies wandered into the house, nobody knows who they are. And I can't tell is the young woman to the left is "big sis" to Zoltan, or "younger sis" to the mom. These things are important.
Next is this photo from Thanksgiving, 1953. I can't tell if that turkey was always small, or if it has been whittled away. Dad is doing a good job, unlike me, to this day I am the worst at carving a turkey or chicken. It is my greatest shame. If you look behind dad, you can see what I believe is a ceramic "Faline" (Bambi's girlfriend) figure by the Evan K. Shaw company.
What do you think?
I hope each and every one of the Junior Gorillas has a warm and wonderful Thanksgiving!
3 comments:
Major-
These images provide a fine assortment of Thanksgiving memories. As you, I was swept-away by that lad's bowtie; and I join you in declaring that I too have never worn one - and I plan to keep it that way. The standout in the 1st image is [somewhat] hiding in the background: that coppertone, mid-50's, Western-Holly double oven - with round windows - unfortunately obscured by the raised counter.
You didn't mention the birdcage in the 2nd image... and just where IS the bird-? (Hopefully, it was spared from joining the turkey for tonight's feast-! Maybe the bird snapped the picture).
Happy Thanksgiving Major, and to all my fellow Jr. G's.
Happy Thanksgiving, Major and all of you Junior Gorillas! I'm thankful for all of you--and especially for you, Major--for all the time and resources you put into GDB, bringing us all together everyday for lots of fun, laughs and time-travels.
I'll check back, later in the day, to see what's happening around the holiday dinner table. That little deer, is adorable, BTW.
1) Yes. I believe that kid would wish his family into the cornfield. But first, he had to wish the cornfield into existence, then the family followed.
Not sure what that white thing is sitting on the pass-through shelf... a radio? High powered laser? Other than the way-too-shiny wax fruit, there isn't much in this household that we had in ours.
2) One of the two ladies that wandered in is wearing a birdcage on her head (Nanook beat me to it!). I have to admit, it does make for a fancy hat! I like the "make do" features of this get-together. For instance, most of the chairs don't match. Why, young Zoltan is sitting on the piano bench!
3) I was gonna suggest that the small turkey is actually a chicken, but it's definitely a turkey (the long legs and the prominent breastbone). I suppose it could be a goose... or maybe a killer swan... or maybe a very deformed rabbit. Bambi's girlfriend on the shelf is definitely a match to your curated image.
I like the maple leaves on the table. They appear to be fake, but it's the thought that counts.
Major, thanks for your well wishes and today's photos and commentary. A very pleasant Thanksgiving to all, and to all a good bite.
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