What Were the Pilgrims Thankful For?
When I was ten years old I had occasion to travel to Plymouth, Massachusetts every day for one whole summer with my father. He had a three hour lay over in Plymouth and it was my chance to roam the beaches and visit Plymouth Rock. It is housed under a monumental canopy and sits deep below the iron gates that protect it from tourists and collectors who would want to relieve it of a historical chip or two. I would spend countless hours that summer viewing the rock and trying to imagine just how the Pilgrims actually alighted from their boats to the rock and then to the land.
