Greetings, my fellow port swillers!
Well, here we are in Thanksgiving Week. What with all the to-do coming over the next few days, Ol’ Robbo probably won’t get back to the blog much before Saturday. I know this is hardly crushing nooz to the three or four of you who actually read this thing, but I thought I at least ought to let you know.
So, exit question: Which was really the “First” Thanksgiving?
Plymouth Colony, Massachusetts, Fall, 1621, which some argue was arbitrarily imposed on the Country because the Yankees won the Civil War and got to re-write the history books;
Berkeley Plantation, Virginia, December 4, 1619, which doesn’t look so good a) because of the above-referenced Yankee bias, and b) because the colony got wiped out three years later by the Powhatans;
St. Augustine, Florida, September 8, 1565, which..I mean….Spanish and Catholic? Can’t have that as the standard; or
Spanish explorer Juan de Oñate and his expedition, Palo Duro Canyon, Texas, April 30, 1598. (See immediately above.)
(And, of course, there may be other claimants.)
Have at it, if you like. But I also will leave you with something on which I’m sure we all can agree:
Happy Thanksgiving, friends of the decanter, and I’ll see you on the other side!