Holabird AdvocateProviding all the news we see fit to print since 2002!Wednesday, November 23, 2005 VOL. IV Issue 11P Publisher Gets Thanksgiving Off The overflow keeps coming on for Jerry Hinkle. He was going to be content with just him and his grandfather sharing a pound of ground turkey and some instant potatoes. Harold Hinkle reports that Joyce Ferris will be coming over to the Ponderosa to spend time with her father, E.E. Hinkle. It is Joyce's hope that Jerry will feel free to join the Thanksgiving celebration at the Come Hahn Inn. Even without Chocolate Yam Cake, this will be the best Thanksgiving ever for the Hinkle family, or at least in the top 10. The Holabird Advocate home office will be closed tomorrow in honor of the holiday. All of us here at the Holabird Advocate wish all of you Readers out there a Happy Thanksgiving! The True Meaning of Thanksgiving by Jerry Hinkle, Holabird Advocate Publisher All right now, let's get one thing straight from the start I detest the expression "Turkey Day". The turkey is not what this day is all about. It's about being thankful for what we've been given, and not given, this year and every year. It's like that song by Jeff Easter, "Thank You Lord". When he wrote that song, he was not exactly in the best financial shape. He was living with his wife and baby in a run down two room shack. He was still grateful to God for what he had. Jeff Easter had all that he needed. He knew it wasn't much in the eyes of the world, but it was all he needed. I feel like that. I wouldn't be any happier if I had $1.5 billion in the bank. Sure, my home is not the best, yet it's all I could ever want. I may not always get along with my 103 year old roommate, but until the Heavenly Father evicts him, I could never get along without him. Whenever I am hungry, it is by choice, as there is always so much food around. I may not dress the best either, but as long as I'm not naked, neither I nor the people around me can complain too much. Last year, one of my nieces brought a friend to thanksgiving dinner. He was such a polite young man. He was always complimenting the food. And he was always thanking us for allowing him to be part of our Thanksgiving celebration. We should always be that way. Not just on Thanksgiving Day, but every other day of the year as well. "Thank You Lord, For your Blessings on Me"South Dakota Songbook by Jeff Easter As the world looks upon me, as I struggle along They say I have nothing, but they are so wrong In my heart I'm rejoicing, how I wish they could see Thank you Lord, for your blessings on me There's a roof up above me I've a good place to sleep There's food on my table And shoes on my feet You gave me your love Lord And a fine family Thank you Lord, for your blessings on me Now I know I'm not wealthy, and these clothes , they're not new I don't have much money, but Lord I have you And to me that's all that matters, though the world cannot see Thank you Lord, for your blessings on me There's a roof up above me I've a good place to sleep There's food on my table And shoes on my feet You gave me your love Lord And a fine family Thank you Lord, for your blessings on me Thank you Lord, for your blessings on me
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