Watched a documentary last night on the Pilgrims. Funny that it is not really an "American" story, since they were English. I've got a bunch of English in my family tree, along with Scottish and somewhere a Dutch man to give us our last name.
I had forgotten (if I ever knew) that the first "Thanksgiving" celebration was typical of an English harvest festival.
Our family - my parents, my sister and her three younger girls (the cruisers) and I had noon lunch at my parents' house (where I live with them). My sister lives around the corner and down the street (about two blocks). My oldest niece is in college about a 10-hour drive away, so she didn't come home for the weekend. My brother and SIL live in Boston, Massachusetts, and they do the holiday with her (deceased) mother's older brother and sister in Rhode Island. That's our entire family. We had turkey, cornbread dressing, gravy, green beans, sweet potatoes with marshmallows, rolls and chocolate pie. Pretty routine for us (and probably for many families). After the tryptophan in the turkey, it was time for a nap.
We aren't big "American" football fans, so I am waiting until tomorrow (Saturday) to watch my college alma mater, Auburn University, in the annual cross-state game with the University of Alabama. They dub it the "Iron Bowl," because it used to be played in Birmingham (Alabama), which was a big steel-producing city when I was younger. Now the game alternates between the two cities in which the universities are located. This year it will be in Tuscaloosa, home of the Roll Tide of the U of Alabama. They are both state (public) universities, each with an enrollment of about 24,000 students (undergrad and graduate). I got my first bachelor's degree in political science from Auburn. I got a bachelor's degree in nursing from the University of Alabama in Huntsville (my home town) - so I am a graduate of both school systems.