Aye, Happy Thanksgiving!
I grew up with tales of Whidbey Island. Dad was a WWII Navy pilot, stationed at NAS Whidbey after the war (late 40s) and they bought their first home there (in a place called "Patton's Pasture"). It was always described as a "little bit of heaven". They had to move eventually (1950s to Japan then Norfolk then San Diego, typical Navy routine) but Whidbey always remained their favorite. Too early for me! I never saw it.