Meanwhile, in Lost-in-the-Woods County, it’s a gray day, threatening rain — which is OK, and how I think this time of year should look. Indeed, it looks like the kind of day made for staying inside with people you love, and who love you, and that’s on today’s agenda.
I’m thankful for that, and for many other things, like the chance to make a living doing something I love, and for a country that allowed me to bet on my talents and at least break even. I’m thankful for the music I’ve known and discovered, and for the music I’ve had the chance to make as well. I’m thankful to have sold my parents’ house, and for the fact that a new family can make a new life there. I’m thankful for books I’ve read and reread, and for the movies I’ve seen and seen again.
But most of all, of course, I’m thankful for my friends and family — for lunchtime conversations by turns vulgar and thoughtful (but mostly vulgar), for the rhythm of Mrs. M’s breathing when I wake up in the morning, for barroom trivia and band practices, and always, always, for the Spawn.
And of course, I remain thankful for you guys, who take enough time from your day to hear what I have to say, day after day after day, whether we agree or disagree. Happy Thanksgiving to us all.