Thursday, November 24, 2011

TURKEYS

This is Ethel and John Pinkerton, my maternal grandparents, on their Roberts Creek farm near Roseburg, Oregon. Turkeys were all the rage at the time -- the idea was that a person could get rich raising turkeys. Of course, the turkey bubble -- like all bubbles -- burst, but they made enough to scrape by. It was a close thing in those days. World War II was a close thing. We just now dare to speculate about what would have happened if "we" had not won.

Turkeys are quite different these days. So are grandparents and so are we. Beyond that, it's our way of understanding the world that has changed most radically. For some of us, "we" is so radically inclusive that we are convinced that what each of us does matters in a deep way that changes everything.

For this, we are grateful.

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