The Postscript

I have always liked Thanksgiving.

I know its origins are dubious. I cringe a little when I think about the construction paper American Indian costumes and the happy story I learned as a child about that first Thanksgiv ing. I cringe a little more when I read about people missing their holiday meal so they can work at retail jobs where customers trample one another at the store's entrance to get in and buy things. I don't understand this, I have to confess. I have never been in such a hurry to buy anything in my life.

But even if the mythology of Thanksgiving is a little suspect and the current traditions can be a little crass, I like Thanksgiving because I cannot dislike a day dedicated to feeling thankful.