My Thanksgiving Memories

That beautiful, brown-crusted turkey, golden mashed potatoes swimming in gravy, stuffing, corn, green beans, and jello. Yes, jello! There was rarely a meal when my Mennonite mom did not serve jello. We came to the United States in 1977. By 1986, we had adopted the American holiday called Thanksgiving as our own. Our German family was unique in that we actually took an entire day to celebrate it…