Eldon

My thanksgiving memories go way back as we celebrated Canadian thanksgiving in the 2nd Monday of October.. We would always have turkey and lots of vegetables to eat. We would usually have family activities and lts of cousins. We would usually have some type of shotgun shooting competition, with a wooden trophy made by uncle vaun or uncle Ardie. We would usually have some type of farm work to do on that weekend at the family farm, usually it was hauling hay, fixing fences or cutting firewood for moms wood stove.

Since we moved to Utah our thanksgiving have usually been with kids, spouse and extended family. The last two thanksgiving were spent in San Diego attending Ian's soccer tournaments.. Unique but definitely missing all the family bonding.. 

Brittany

Thanksgiving has always been a busy day.   I have loved the turkey that dad makes always the best.  But I remember the thanksgiving that we spent at mom and dads for the evening and ended up at the Hospital because I was miscarrying.  It was super hard experience but one that I won't forget.  Funny thing was after leaving the ER at 1 am Marshall and I went and stood in line for Black friday shopping at 4am.  Die hard idiots!!

I remember being 14 and having had my pacemaker placed in a few days before thanksgiving (1996).  I came home thanksgiving morning and my room was upstairs.  It sucked because I couldn't leave my bed because I was not allowed.  I remember grandma price gave me a bell to ring if I needed anything.  It smelled so good and the party seemed to be lots of fun.

Marshall

Thanksgiving Memory

I don't remember what year it was, probably around '05, and the food (particularly the turkey) was a little sub-par that year. Usually I have at least a second plate of turkey but that year it was all I could do to put down a second fork-full of turkey. I remember Britt stepped out and called my mom, whose house we were going to later that day, and asked them to save a plate of turkey for us so we could enjoy it. 

Cynthia

We have enjoyed the tradition of Dad making the most tasty and moist turkey every year as far back as I can remember. We can all thank Grandma Stonehocker for her tips on cooking!  Whether we had Thanksgiving at our house or somewhere in the Price/Marriott destination we can still claim that Dad made the turkey, except for two years.

My memories of the last 3 Thanksgivings were of Haley sitting in my bedroom and sometime during the day Izaiah, Indie and Libby would climb up on the bed with her and play on the IPad. We have a picture with her sitting in the big green back chair with her feeding tube pole hooked up and the children sitting in her lap. Last year I think she feasted in Heaven and slipped in some family time too.

Most evenings after feasting, the family would gather round the family room and sift through the newspaper and plan shopping excursions if they were brave and crazy enough to shop on Black Friday. Sometimes we would go to watch a movie. I cant ever remember any movies in particular but I enjoy the time we spent talking, planning  and going together. I love the laughter and good humor that seems to be present whenever all the children are all together.

Lance

Thanksgiving story- All growing up I only liked the brown gravy that mom made for mashed potatoes on sundays.  This meant that the gravy they made on thanksgiving was a white turkey gravy.  I was too picky to try it, so I would eat my turkey (along with pretty much anything else i would eat) with bullseye barbacue sauce.