by Mike Pyatt
Many know the presidential ceremony of “pardoning” the White House Thanksgiving turkey, dates back to the 1940’s. The other fifty million meet their fowl demise on our dinner tables. Since September 28, 1789, just before leaving for recess, on the same day the first Federal Congress passed the Bill of Rights, a resolution was approved, asking President Washington to recommend to the nation a day of Thanksgiving. Lincoln proclaimed in 1863, after expressing gratitude for a pivotal victory at Gettysburg, that the nation celebrate an official Thanksgiving Holiday on November 26, 1863. FDR, on November 26,1941, signed a bill establishing the last Thursday in November, as the modern holiday we now celebrate. With the historical underpinnings established, that day’s upon us again. For some, it’s another day off work. Few will skip the festive side of the day, and all the attendant activities. Those less fortunate, may find themselves in a local rescue mission or soup kitchen. Or, as a result of commerce, at some unfamiliar diner or truck stop. Sadly, some are left out in the cold-alone.