I shall be thinking about family and friends in the United States as the are sitting down and sharing the traditional Thanksgiving feast. As usual, I will read some passages from Bradford's Journal to focus my thought on that "First Thanksgiving". I have many memories of my years in the United States sharing this holiday with American friends. They were great occasions for me.
It is hard to fully appreciate Thanksgiving as it celebrates an ideal rather than a reality. "Freedom and justice", is an ongoing struggle. It should be a sadness to us all that one great Nation was created at the price of the destruction of the people and culture of the Nations of the native Americans. They are owed a debt that can never be paid.