The holidays always take me back to when I was a kid growing up in a small mill town in eastern Virginia. This was the time when all you had were three channels to choose from on tv (four, if you counted the fuzzy PBS station that only came in if it was raining or something). It was a much simpler time. An easier time I think to be a kid. Todays youth are bombarded with a gazillion channels to choose from on the menu now. They don't understand what a "tv event" means.
Back then the holiday tv shows were a family event that everyone looked forward to. Charlie Brown, that blockhead, and all of his friends were like family to me. They showed up every year for the holidays and were always on my things to watch list. I loved Snoopy so much that my first dog was a beagle. I named him Smokey though.
Here is a little tidbit of the Charlie Brown Thanksgiving ... still takes me back.
I hope to make more good memories this year.