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Tradition… Tradition!

Every year in the Swainhart household for Thanksgiving, my mom would break out the ol’ flannelboard and read this Thanksgiving poem. We all made hated it and would make fun of my mom (in the nicest way) when she couldn’t get through the thing without crying. As we got older though, it just became a fun tradition. This year, my parents spent Thanksgiving at my brother’s home in Texas and, of course, my mom brought it all with her and my dad had to record it. I think my favorite part of the video is my Uncle Tim laughing through the whole thing,my mom’s Kentucky accent that comes out every once in a while, or all the background sounds my dad added.


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