God Bless you and yours.
When I was young, Thanksgiving started at noon on Wednesday, when the pie making began. All deep-dish. Three apple, three pumpkin, and one mince. Then the giblets would be boiled and the bread dried for the dressing. The cranberry sauce would be made, one with orange and one without but all with maple syrup.
The Turkey would be scrubbed and readied. The vegetables would be brought out to be on hand on the Day. We would eat a small soup supper and after supper the dressing would be assembled using the meat grinder to make onions and giblets into pulp.
Christmas music would start playing that night.
Grammie, miss you so.