Thanksgiving memories...
Over the river, and through the wood, To Grandmother’s house we go; the horse knows the way to carry the sleigh through the white and drifted snow. Over the river, and through the wood, to Grandmother's house away! We would not stop for doll or top, for 'tis Thanksgiving Day. This poem was written by Lydia Maria Wilder and published in 1844, about the joy of her visits to her Grandfather's house for Thanksgiving. The words and (many more verses) were placed to music, along with changing the word "Grandfather" to become "Grandmother". I guess someone along the way figured "Grandmother" was doing all the cooking, so she needed a song to her credit. :-) I think of this song usually around this time of the year, because believe it or not , it reminds me of the times when my husband, son and I would drive south for the Thanksgiving holidays! We did travel over a few rivers and saw a few woods along the highway, but I loved our t...