Thanksgiving: A day that feeds the soul

By Jennifer Pollard, published in the November/December 2021 issue of Lakelife magazine.



COVID or no COVID, I believe it is important to have events and activities to look forward to. As for me, I’m looking forward to Thanksgiving.

My sister, Laura, and her husband, Dan, live on his family homestead in southwest Georgia. It is a tiny crossroads of a place, named for his family: Hinsonton. They host Thanksgiving every year for all the Hinsons and for any of our family members who want to come. Thanksgiving has been held in Hinsonton for so many generations of that family that I honestly believe if they were to ever sell the property, Hinsons would still show up there on Thanksgiving Day expecting a meal!


Jennifer Pollard and her family gather for a family picture during Thanksgiving.

When Bill and I moved back to Georgia a few years ago, one of the things I looked forward to the most was Thanksgiving in Hinsonton. My sister is an amazing cook, but beyond the fantastic food, she has a way of creating a wonderfully warm and inviting home. Laura just makes the entire day special. There is laughter, music, repeated trips to the dessert table, a quick nap, more laughter, maybe a walk to the pond or down the country lane, more food, more laughter, etc. You get the picture. It’s one of those days that feeds my soul with family, love, laughter, harmony, and peace.

And that is my wish for everyone through the holidays and all year -- an event, occasion, relationship or trip that feeds your soul and gives you something to look forward to.

Jennifer Pollard is the executive director of Lockerly Arboretum in Milledgeville. A GCSU graduate with a BA in History, Jennifer explores the trails of Lockerly and exercises her non-profit management and certified fundraising credentials to continue the Arboretum’s history of providing natural beauty, cultural atmosphere, and environmental education to the community. Visit www.lockerly.org for more information.

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