This photograph was taken at a mining site that I have returned to many times. It's about ten minutes from the house where I grew up. What was once a corn field and then a mine pad is a corn field yet again. I find the use of a retired mine pad as a place for growing the food I eat extremely problematic and it arises in me much anxiety. Is this soil still safe to till from, will the crops it produces be safe to eat. The mining company will, of course, say yes; however, why should we trust them. The title of this piece is rooted in corn's connection to the feast of thanksgiving; we are told to be thankful for the supposed boom that the natural gas industry is providing but will that thanksgiving feast be spoiled?