Teresa Kasner's Shaklee Family Antiques

Memories -- they roll through my mind. All the years of Thanksgiving celebrations. I remember them, with family & friends, Different places, different faces.	Baby sister Denise brings her young ones, What would the day be without them? Thanksgiving day, we have always come together The family draws tight as if by an unseen magnet.
Now, our home is where we gather. It is because it is so right here. The big old farmhouse, the barn, The big oak tree obliges with leaves of red.	The table is set with my finest china, Napkins are folded like sculptures. Goblets await cider, candles are alight. The preparations reach a crescendo.....
The family arrives, Dad brings ice cream. Mom brings the pies fresh from her oven. Robert, my only brother, brings his Family from afar. Thank you brother.	Then, Dayle pulls his perfect creation, The biggest turkey he could find, From the oven, and the room quiets. We all gather around, and glory in the scene...
As I open the door to our farmhouse Welcoming Sister Roberta and her clan. We all walk into the warm, steamy fragrant room. Drinking in the smell of roasting turkey and sage.	A family, full of love and cheer. This is the true America, Our pilgrim Ancestors would be proud, Of what their brave adventure has wrought.
	And we are filled with thanks.

The side and back of the house - and the gorgeous red leaves of the pin oak, and yellow of the maple.

Front of the house - built in 1906, located in Corbett, Oregon

The Farm Home of Teresa & Dayle Kasner - Autumn