Easter has that bunny. St. Valentine’s has the kid in the diaper. Halloween has all those unspecific goblins and ghosts and the Great Pumpkin. Christmas, of course, has Santa and the reindeer and elves and all that go with it.

But Thanksgiving has no such iconic entity. We talk about the pilgrims breaking bread with the Indi… ah… Native Americans. Turkeys populate our thoughts.

But what say ye that we get ourselves a real, honest to goodness Thanksgiving mascot? Something magical, something with a back story, something that Gene Autry can sing about, even though he’s dead …so hey, I know, let’s have Taylor Swift sing about it…

And who is the ‘it’?

Ladies and gentlemen, I give you . . .

Prudence Plentiful and her brother Jack Frost!

Yes, Prudence is the one who is the joyful spirit of Thanksgiving. She brings all joys of the season. Let’s have a listen, okay?

Prudence herself comes in silence, sneaking through the woods as the folks sleep in their log cabins. As she waltzes quietly though the birch trees, she sings a small song that people hear as the winds of autumn. She brings with her the gentle warm aroma of pumpkin with her wherever she goes. She visits the cabins of all the sleeping pilgrims, looking in the windows to see who is being good – which, of course, is almost everyone. For those who aren’t so good – perhaps the home of a family that is housing a witch from Salem, Prudence summons her slightly evil brother Jack (yes, Jack Frost, who we actually already know about). Jack leaves his mark on the windows of the houses where folks have evil thoughts, who do not bring benefit to the world.

Prudence has a very special power. She will float to the roof of the people who do good and have benefited the community, where she delivers fresh, hot coals to the fireplaces – and not just any coals, but coals that will last for a whole year, keeping the residents warm and toasty through the coming winter and providing fire to cook the meals.

And hey, is there something that the bad people can do to redeem themselves so they do not suffer the wrath of Jack Frost? Why yes, there is.

If a family has any concern at all that Jack will likely visit them and stain their windows, all they need to do is make a large vat of apple cider over a midnight fire. Then, they wet towels with the steam of the apple cider and lay them at the windows, preventing Jack from leaving his sign.

The next morning, on Thanksgiving Day, the folks arise to find clear windows, a warm fire, and if all is perfect, a large vat of apple cider awaits the families to enjoy with a breakfast of pancakes and sausage.

So goes the new story of Prudence Plentiful and Jack Frost.

Maybe the whole idea will be a thing someday.