Thanksgiving Lost . . . and Regained

Two stuffed chickens were roasting, filling the house with that special Thanksgiving aroma. It was November, 1985. We were living in Bolivia and enjoying celebrating our traditional holidays where chickens substituted for turkeys and expat friends for family. It would be a fun gathering at our mission guesthouse. That morning a neighbor rang my doorbell. … Continue reading Thanksgiving Lost . . . and Regained