Monday, Oct. 9 is not a particularly exciting day for most of the Yale population. But for an albeit small, but fun-loving subset, Oct. 9 is a day of great merriment, a day to reflect upon “the bountiful harvest with which Canada has been blessed.” There are no pilgrims, there is no Macy’s Day Parade, but Canadians across the nation still eat turkey and give thanks. I could not tell you why we have a national holiday that seems to just copy the American holiday but with no actual purpose. But ripped-off turkey is still turkey, so I can’t complain.