I’m 71, and the story we learned in elementary school did not have the “Pilgrims” magnanimously sharing food with the Indians. The recounting of their suffering in their ill-equipped settlement did have the Indians coming to the rescue with food and information on how to subsist in that place. However, it was “a moment” — the “superior technology” of the invaders rapidly assumed dominance, with the rest of the sorry tale pretty much as you retell it here. Was it a shadow of regret that lay over this myth of our national foundations? A remnant of decency? A very retro-respect for truthfulness? I wonder.