As the days get shorter (up here in the Northern Hemisphere anyway) and the weather gets gloomier (up here in the Pacific Northwest anyway) I need to adjust my attitude and remember the old Gospel song "Count Your Blessings."
It's a good thing that President Lincoln, even in the midst of the Civil War, saw fit to establish a national holiday "as a day of Thanksgiving and Praise to the beneficent Father who dwelleth in the Heavens..."
I hope my annual tribute in this crossword puzzle serves as a timely reminder to us all.
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