Good evening and welcome. Im can weinstein, resident and ceo of hunter and institute. For the condition of my voice. I really wanted to be here for the book forum for melanie kirkpatricks book thanksgiving, the holiday at the heart of the american experience. I want to thank our friends at the historic explorers club, especially the executive director and our good friend. I also want to thank the viewing audience on cspans book tv. Institute is a policy organization, we are based in washington dc. We are dedicated to voting u. S. National leadership for the sake of security, prosperity, and freedom. Most of our work is in the Public Policy space. Insecurity of work in asia. Isis,ked at fighting talked about trying to overcome the challenges of the iran deal. We this book is an outlier. We have to be thankful for many things. That isit is a book extraordinarily timely coming now at the end of what was by all accounts a very challenging election season. Whether you fell among those, i in
Escapehe author of from north korea. Book, thanksgiving a holiday at the heart of the beencan experience, has very well received. The tradition here is to give and introduce her, a portion of what you get from this. Theespecially pleased with book. I was so delighted to see she mentioned a little place in virginia, which is now located in charles city county, my birthplace, as one of the places that held a thanksgiving ceremony before the pilgrims. Massachusetts, think that. Join me in welcoming ms. Melanie kirkpatrick. [applause] kirkpatrick good morning. And thanks to harold and frank for your warm welcome. All of you at the forum. 100 was a lot of fun to research. Thenss a historian arthur injured junior agreed it was a thanksgiving that theeeded the pilgrims and indians in massachusetts. Five days from today on this coming thursday, i am pretty sure i know what youre going to have for dinner. Survey, on thee fourth thursday, an astounding 88 percent of americans eat turkey. A meal
Life can change in a single instance but saying so doesnt make it any less shattering when an incident strikes in your own life. For the pregnant young mother at home in the central hills of New Hampshire the moment arrives in midseptember 1822 when it began to snow. Sarah was a new englander and snowed it usually phaser but this wasdifferent. It was too early in the season for the first snow. Leaves were still on the trees and only a few had turned red or gold and she stood at her front door watching the snow transform the Village Green into a sheet of white she was filled with worry about her husband. David had left home on horseback heading for an appointment with a legal client eight miles away. He was lightly dressed, unprepared for the storm and when he finally staggered into the house he was doped through to the skin, shivering with the cold. Sarah helped him undress. The cold turned to beaver and to pneumonia. By september 5 her husband was dead. Her funeral was held in a cerem
Life can change in a single instance but saying so doesnt make it any less shattering when an incident strikes in your own life. For the pregnant young mother at home in the central hills of New Hampshire the moment arrives in midseptember 1822 when it began to snow. Sarah was a new englander and snowed it usually phaser but this wasdifferent. It was too early in the season for the first snow. Leaves were still on the trees and only a few had turned red or gold and she stood at her front door watching the snow transform the Village Green into a sheet of white she was filled with worry about her husband. David had left home on horseback heading for an appointment with a legal client eight miles away. He was lightly dressed, unprepared for the storm and when he finally staggered into the house he was doped through to the skin, shivering with the cold. Sarah helped him undress. The cold turned to beaver and to pneumonia. By september 5 her husband was dead. Her funeral was held in a cerem
Life can change in a single instance but saying so doesnt make it any less shattering when an incident strikes in your own life. For the pregnant young mother at home in the central hills of New Hampshire the moment arrives in midseptember 1822 when it began to snow. Sarah was a new englander and snowed it usually phaser but this wasdifferent. It was too early in the season for the first snow. Leaves were still on the trees and only a few had turned red or gold and she stood at her front door watching the snow transform the Village Green into a sheet of white she was filled with worry about her husband. David had left home on horseback heading for an appointment with a legal client eight miles away. He was lightly dressed, unprepared for the storm and when he finally staggered into the house he was doped through to the skin, shivering with the cold. Sarah helped him undress. The cold turned to beaver and to pneumonia. By september 5 her husband was dead. Her funeral was held in a cerem