Hi again, Can we send something with an attachment or do we have to type everything out? Thanks Robin

Here is a poem I would like to share. IN THE SPIRIT OF THANKFULNESS The longer we live the more we realize the blessings that lie in everyday living. To name a few .....the marvel of good health, the dearness of home and loved ones, the wonder of the world of nature, freedom under God, and the bounty which we enjoy in this good land. Thanksgiving is a time to celebrate these and many other blessings. It is also a way of life. Let us greet each day of each year in the spirit of thankfulness. BY: Esther Baldwin York IDEALS 1964

Hi Robin and all, Had turkey, dressing, cranberry sauce, turnips, mashed potatoes with plain gravy and mushroom gravy, yams, corn and brussel sprouts along with my dau/law's good fresh rolls. Desert was lemon meringue pie, peach pie, chocolate cream pie and, of course, pumpkin pie. So full I don't know if I can get up from here. Dot ooo---This Email Scanned for Virus---ooo by ooo--- Norton Anti-Virus---ooo ----- Original Message ----- From: "Robin M. Stinson" <robinpaulstinson@mybluelight.com> To: <NJ-MEMORIES-L@rootsweb.com> Sent: Thursday, November 28, 2002 7:50 PM Subject: [NJ-Memories] Happy Thanksgiving > Happy Thanksgiving Everyone, > > I hope everyone's holiday went well. I do not have that much to share. I did not fix anything fancy. We had spiral ham, mashed potatoes with garlic, steamed vegetable melody and homemade yeast rolls (I got a bread maker). For desert we had Blueberry Pie and coffee. > What did everyone else have? Does anyone have any old recipes that may of originated from NJ? > I am trying to collect old recipes of the area. > I am sending a couple more emails after this one. Hope to here a response to this email. > > Love, > Robin > > > ============================== > To join Ancestry.com and access our 1.2 billion online genealogy records, go to: > http://www.ancestry.com/rd/redir.asp?targetid=571&sourceid=1237 >

Happy Thanksgiving Everyone, I hope everyone's holiday went well. I do not have that much to share. I did not fix anything fancy. We had spiral ham, mashed potatoes with garlic, steamed vegetable melody and homemade yeast rolls (I got a bread maker). For desert we had Blueberry Pie and coffee. What did everyone else have? Does anyone have any old recipes that may of originated from NJ? I am trying to collect old recipes of the area. I am sending a couple more emails after this one. Hope to here a response to this email. Love, Robin

In a message dated 11/28/2002 2:04:42 AM Mountain Standard Time, NJ-MEMORIES-D-request@rootsweb.com writes: > Greetings! > > A special greeting card was created especially > for you by ChanelC@AOL.COM. > That was loads of fun, Vicki! Took me a while, but I finally matched all them durned turkeys. Doris in Colorado (Up2Nutrix@aol.com) "He is no fool who gives what he cannot keep to gain what he cannot lose." -- Jim Elliot, missionary and martyr

In a message dated 11/28/2002 2:04:42 AM Mountain Standard Time, NJ-MEMORIES-D-request@rootsweb.com writes: > We would meet my father at the Matawan Ra= > ilroad Station around 7:00 p.m. and then travel the two hour trip up to S= > tokes Forest in Sussex County, where we would spend four days in one of t= > he cabins on Lake Ocquitunk. In those days there was no electricity in t= > he cabins, just kerosene lamps for friendly light and a fireplace for che= > erful heat. Sometimes we would enjoy wonderful warm late fall weather an= > d would wander through the woods over the soft leaf covered trails to a f= > avorite fishing spot. One year we had an 8 inch snowfall and sledded dow= > n the Coursen Road hill all morning, tracked animals in the snow and made= > a big igloo. My gosh . . . that's the second time I've heard Stokes Forest mentioned today. The first time was when my hubby was talking about our one-month camping trip from California to the Northeast some eleven years ago. He remembered that we'd stayed in either Stokes or High Point when we arrived in NJ, and he wasn't sure which one. It was Stokes. We camped in one of the campgrounds there -- it might have been Shotwell, but I'm not sure. Then we drove up through Stokes to High Point, enjoying the fall colors all the way. A photo that I took of maples on a country road in between the two parks on that atrip hangs enlarged in our dining room now. My first trip to Stokes Forest was a church youth picnic back around 1952 or thereabouts. We drove out Coursen Road and picked up whatever road went to the picnic grounds there. A bunch of us walked over to Camp Madeleine Mulford (sp?) after lunch and borrowed the lake there for swimming. Interestingly enough, the Girl Scout camp closed down some eight or ten years later, and the lake reverted to the park as Stony Lake. We used to take the kids swimming up there when we lived in Hopatcong. Thanx, Jim, for bringing back some wonderful memories! Incidentally, we had a great Thanksgiving this year. Our son came over, and he and Bill just finished putting up the Christmas lights. We talked with our daugher on the phone for about an hour and a half, too, early this afternoon. She and her hubby live in Idaho, so they couldn't be with us. Maybe some year when her hubby's finished with school and they have more time. Doris (Up2Nutrix@aol.com) "He is no fool who gives what he cannot keep to gain what he cannot lose." -- Jim Elliot, missionary and martyr

In a message dated 11/28/2002 2:04:42 AM Mountain Standard Time, NJ-MEMORIES-D-request@rootsweb.com writes: > my husband went out early > to hunt and my son who was just 16 months old was not used to walking in > the > new rooms -he fell by the coffee table and cut his lip Reminds me of our daughter's second birthday. Four days before, she'd fallen off the ladder on the swing in the backyard and split her chin wide open. It was gaping and definitely needed stitches. I stuck a butterfly dressing over it to hold it in place and got her down to the ER for sutures. All of her birthday pictures that year show her with the tag ends of the four stitches she got, like whiskers hanging down. Doris in Colorado (Up2Nutrix@aol.com) "He is no fool who gives what he cannot keep to gain what he cannot lose." -- Jim Elliot, missionary and martyr

hi all, Well is everyone stuffed nd passed out loking at football ect. Just tolt you al know it's ging don in the 50's here in the keys. Hope everyon had lots of good compny and good food. Lee ------------------------------ This mobile message sent using PocketMail. Sign up for unlimited e-mail at www.PocketMail.com.

In a message dated 11/26/02 4:30:07 PM Eastern Standard Time, ELLEN542@aol.com writes: > .......But we got it all straight and dinner turned > out to be a success or so I think. My kids say different........I keep > hearing, "not like last year please." > > HAPPY THANKSGIVING DEAR FRIENDS TO YOU AND YOUR FAMILY > > ELLEN > > Ellen, Great story. It's hard to remember all the great Thanksgiving's I've had over the years. I believe the best part of any holiday is being around the people we love the most. I know it is for me. Happy Thanksgiving every one. I hope you all enjoy your day. Diesel

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Hi Everyone, Sorry I have been so quiet during this holiday. I am still here. I will try to put some stuff on MEMORIES tomorrow and the times leading up to Christmas. Happy Thanksgiving to One and All!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Love, Robin Stinson

HI ALL, JUST WANTED TO JUMP IN AGAIN AND SAY HAPPY THANKSGIVING ! THIS WAS MOSTLY A GREAT YEAR, FINDING MY SON AND VISITING HIM IN TEXAS. HAVING FRIENDS LIK EVERON HERE ON THE NEW JERSEY MEMORIES LIST. YU HAVE ALWAYS MDE ME FEEL WELCOME...EVEN WITH MY VAST NUMBER OF ERRORS AND TYPOS. IT WOULD BE GREAT IF SOMEDAY WE COULD ALL GO TO HOT DOG JOHNNIES AND MEET.. AS YU CAN SEE I HAVE THROWN SOME TYPOS IN ON PURPOSE.OLOLOLO SO..ONCE AGAIN..... HAPPY THANKSGIVING FROM THE FLA.KEYS FROM LEE AND DUANE ABOARD THE SAILING VESSEL " TRILOGY " ------------------------------ This mobile message sent using PocketMail. Sign up for unlimited e-mail at www.PocketMail.com.

Here in Canada we celebrate Thanksgiving in early October, but on the U. S. Thanksgiving Day when I always seem to have a late afternoon and evening meeting as I will again this year, my thoughts reach back to those holidays of the past. For many years when we lived in New Jersey our Thanksgiving Day was observed in a rather unusual way. Since my father worked at No. 2 Broadway, NY he rarely had entire weekends off, and we took advantage of the long Thanksgiving weekend. Each year we would pack the car with everything we needed and much, much more including a turkey, dates stuffed with peanut butter (rather strange tasting but something my mother insisted must be a part of every Thanksgiving), cranberry sauce, turnips, potatoes, onions, pumpkin pie and all the rest. We would meet my father at the Matawan Railroad Station around 7:00 p.m. and then travel the two hour trip up to Stokes Forest in Sussex County, where we would spend four days in one of the cabins on Lake Ocquitunk. In those days there was no electricity in the cabins, just kerosene lamps for friendly light and a fireplace for cheerful heat. Sometimes we would enjoy wonderful warm late fall weather and would wander through the woods over th! e soft leaf covered trails to a favorite fishing spot. One year we had an 8 inch snowfall and sledded down the Coursen Road hill all morning, tracked animals in the snow and made a big igloo. Another year the temperature dropped to 0º and we had to drive into town at 11:00 p.m. for antifreeze for the old 1938 DeSoto car. Whatever the weather, it was fun, warm, and comfortable. I will be thinking of all this again on Thursday, wishing I could join you in your festivities, but we will celebrate a bit of it here, as when I return home from yet another "important" meeting about something of little consequence, we will sit in front of our wood fire for a while and remember, and be thankful for so much . . and we will look ahead and be thankful for what is still to come. Happy Thanksgiving everyone! Jim from Prince Edward Island.

Hi Jim, The dates with peanut butter brought back memories. Ours were always rolled in confectioners sugar. Did your mother prepare celery with peanut butter? I took that to a picnic or something down here and the people had never heard of it. The other day they were reminiscing about it and saying that they now prepare it that way. I probably haven't fixed it that way, since that picnic many years ago. I think that our parents probably fixed things that their parents prepared. Dates were more of a delicacy back then. Now we get things year round from everywhere in the world. I think I liked the old days. Have a wonderful day reminiscing. We have so much to be thankful for. Happy Thanksgiving! Pat

Ellen, When I stopped to think I could remember Thanksgivings before high school. We used to go to my grandmother's. She had this huge dining room and an extremely large extendable table. Everyone could sit around it at once and it was a large family. She was an extremely good cook on her old iron range. For some reason those foods always tasted better. I remember the family, the warmth and fun of the day. Thanks for making me dig deeper into my memory. My dau has taken on the baking, sweet potato casserole and fruit salad(ambrosia) this year. I am still at home, but the work load has lessened a little this year. Happy Thanksgiving and Memories, Pat

Lee, When in NJ we always woke to the smells of turkey cooking, etc. My father would stay home and watch the turkey in the oven, while we would all go to the Hackettstown/Roxbury Thanksgiving Day game. Most times we would be freezing our buns and sometimes it would snow. Brings back alot of memories I don't believe they play on Thanksgiving anymore. Seems someone said that. Supposed to be in the 30's here tomorrow and will seem more like Thanksgiving than years when it is in the 80's. Pat

My earliest memories of Thanksgiving involve my dad taking me to Newark to watch the Bamberger's parade. He used to take me up onto the second floor of the old Schickhaus building, where he worked, so that I could see everything without being cold. On the way home we'd pick up my aunt and my grandmother in North Newark and bring them home with us. By the time we got home, my uncle and aunt and two cousins from Union would be at the house, and we'd have the traditional dinner. My mother usually fixed turnips, and I hated the darned things. Instead, I do the sweet-potato-and-marshmallow casserole thingy now. The creamed onions that I serve now are a holdover from those days; my cousins called them "sourballs." After dinner, during which time my uncle would have overstuffed himself to the absolute nth degree, he'd go and lie down on the sofa and tell my cousin that she couldn't jump on him because he'd "vomit all over" if she did. My other aunt usually would walk us kids down to the Passaic River, which was just at the end of our street, and we'd throw stones into the water (provided the tide was in) long enough to allow my uncle to recover a bit. There was no thought of watching football on TV; nobody in our family was into football. By the time I was in high school, my aunt in Newark had married and she and my new uncle and my grandma had moved to North Carolina; and my uncle in Union had died and my aunt and cousins had moved to the shore. So that was the end of the family Thanksgiving dinners. Sadly, I didn't grow up in a home where the "reason for the season" was recognized. We didn't take time to thank God for what he'd done for us over the previous year; we just ate and had fun. Fortunately, the Good Lord woke me up when I was twenty, and things are different now. Doris in Colorado (Up2Nutrix@aol.com) "He is no fool who gives what he cannot keep to gain what he cannot lose." -- Jim Elliot, missionary and martyr

Hi, We usually have a combination Yankee and Rebel dinner. LOL We have foods that my husband grew up with in the south and foods I grew up eating in the north. The best of both. I am starting dirty rice for my husband and son while I am on here. My dau and I are splitting the cooking this year, since she now has her own home. Generally, we have people come to eat. The men watch tv, the women talk, play games. Sometimes we start a puzzle. Usually a time for reminiscing about Thanksgiving and things from the past. We used to have older family members, but most of them have passed away. So now it is mostly my children's friends, etc. Generally, we call family members who live in other places. Happy Thanksgiving to all, Pat

Doris - I remember when I had my first child - my son - we had just the three of us for thanksgiving dinner - we just moved into our home that week and I wanted to have a thanksgiving dinner with just us -my husband went out early to hunt and my son who was just 16 months old was not used to walking in the new rooms -he fell by the coffee table and cut his lip - it was bleeding a lot and he was screaming - I couldn't get my parents - no one answered the phone - I called the police and they took me to the hospital - a nice plains clothes officer came and he told me to write a note for my husband as he would more than likely worry where I went to and to make sure my oven was shut off -----my son's lip did not need stitiches and my husband came home and then went to the hospital to get us --- I hope all on this list have a very Happy Thanksgiving ----------Marie G

In a message dated 11/25/2002 2:03:35 PM Mountain Standard Time, NJ-MEMORIES-D-request@rootsweb.com writes: > Great news altoids now come in citris and tangerine,,, rhank goodness. lee > hates mint.except in icedtea. > Doris doesn't like mint, either; it reminds me of stomach medicine. I'd probably like the citrus flavor, though. Doris in Colorado (Up2Nutrix@aol.com) "He is no fool who gives what he cannot keep to gain what he cannot lose." -- Jim Elliot, missionary and martyr