Festivals of Memory

By Reb Bahir Davis

Thanksgiving is, in many ways, the American equivalent of Sukkot and Pesah and Shavu'ot , the three "Hagim," pilgrimage festivals of our tribe. In ancient times we would congregate at the Temple to give thanks and to remember.

Thanksgiving, too, is a pilgrimage festival. For over 50 years, my family congregated in Rhode Island for Thanksgiving. In the beginning it was to honor my paternal grandmother, Sadie Davis ( z'l ). After her death, we returned to honor her memory. Then, when my father ( zt'l ) passed away, we returned to the synagogue where he grew up to remember. And though it has become difficult to return, it is not difficult to remember. We will remember.

Our Hagim are filled with ritual foods and ritual actions. On Sukkot we wave the Lulav and build a Sukkah, on Pesah we eat Matzah and have a large family meal called a Seder. On Shavuot we stay up all night in study, recalling the giving of Torah.

And we remember.

Thanksgiving also is filled with ritual foods such as turkey and pumpkin pie. There are other traditional foods, but I am a purist. By purist I mean that a traditional Thanksgiving includes the things I grew up liking and eating. To be sure, my Aunt Hannah prepared and supplied many more goodies -- cranberry sauces, stuffings, and other things that were, I am told, delicious. But I was and still am only interested in the turkey and pumpkin pie. The rest is just window dressing.

By the way, the menu for the first Thanksgiving went something like this:

seethed [boiled] lobster roasted goose boiled turkey fricassee of coney pudding of Indian corn meal with dried whortleberries seethed cod roasted duck stewed pumpkin roasted venison with mustard sauce savory pudding of hominy fruit and holland cheese For many, there is the ritual of the football games and watching Macy's Thanksgiving Day parade. For our clan, it was always an evening of cards (bridge and poker) with one memorable exception when we played Trivial Pursuit. And we taste and remember.

Our three Hagim (also called the Shalosh Regalim ) began as harvest festivals. We still remember that aspect of each holiday with foods and prayer, songs and stories. Thanksgiving also began as a harvest festival for our American ancestors after surviving their first harsh winter due to the great kindness of the Native American tribes around us. And so we remember.

Our Hagim are imbued with the historical memory of our growth from slavery to freedom. During Pesah we remember the Exodus from Egypt; Sukkot commemorates the wilderness experience; and Shavu'ot celebrates the giving of Torah at Mount Sinai. Thanksgiving also has a historical aspect to it. The early settlers would have starved if their tribal neighbors had not come to their aid. Our American ancestors were, in fact, giving thanks for the Native Americans who had saved their lives. And we all know how the Indians were repaid for their kindness to the strangers in their land.

The children of the pilgrims did not remember.

We gather each year for Thanksgiving with our families and friends. It is a time for playing catch up. We look at pictures of Thanksgivings past, while we coo over the children who will be our future.

And we hope that they will remember.

<img alt="The first matzah eaten in Israel, 1949 photo courtesy of The Jewish Agency for Israel via C.C. License at Flickr CC" height="198" src="/~/media/patheos-legacy-images/PSHHJW_ThanksG_3.jpg?w=250&hash=64F3AF58A6959BF7248CB3515CFF8C7B4A4330CC" style="margin: 8px; float: left;" title="The first matzah eaten in Israel, 1949 photo courtesy of The Jewish Agency for Israel via C.C. License at Flickr CC" width="250">We Jews added to our Hagim a moral imperative. In countless verses we read the refrain, "because you were strangers in the land of Egypt." "Love your neighbor as yourself because you were strangers in the land of Egypt." "You shall not glean the corners of your fields, you will leave them for the widow, the orphan and the stranger because you were strangers in the land of Egypt." So on each of our harvest holidays, on each of our Thanksgiving Days, on each of our agricultural times we give tzedakah to those who are in need. Thanksgiving has the implied mitzvah of remembering that the pilgrims were strangers in a strange land and through the kindness of strangers they survived. Today, Thanksgiving should be a time of learning more about and seeking to be of service to those tribal folk who insured our survival and were rewarded so poorly.

It is time that we remember.

This month, when families join together to celebrate the American Thanksgiving, how will we remember? We will remember with food and fun. We will remember by looking to our elders and our young. But let us take a moment to take Thanksgiving at its word, at its name. Let us give thanks with a Jewish flare. Let us give thanks by remembering the three pillars of all Jewish thanksgivings: Torah, Tfilah, Tzedaka. Let us give thanks through study. Let us give thanks in prayer. Let us give thanks by giving to others.

And so we will always remember.

Rabbi Bahir Davis is the spiritual leader of Rocky Mountain Hai based in Lafayette, Colorado, and a frequent contributor to Patheos.