My favorite reference librarian sent me a marvelous poem by Alberto Rios on Thanksgiving, saying it speaks directly to her feelings about the holiday.
I found it so profound that I forwarded it to friends and family and read it aloud at the O’Nelio family gathering on the farm in Dunkirk.
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