Plenty to be thankful for this year; plenty to be thankful for every year, but this one was extraordinary.
Let's recap.
I won a freakin' tv! Nice, but it only ranks fifth on my list of cool doings for the year.
The GIANTS win the freakin' World Series! OMG, practically a once in a life time event! It was incredibly special; shear euphoria, with a complete absence of the agony that usually controls a season's end. It was thrilling to enjoy the suspense and the success with Amy; she in "Frisco, calling daily.
Top three:
My pal, Landon - soccer player! Little brother has a tough act to follow, and I think that intimidates him sometimes. He hemmed and hawed about playing soccer, but eventually overcame his fears and attacked the field. Attaboy, Landon! Seeing you play soccer made Pop very proud. You da man!
Sara's wedding; John's wedding too. So nice to share the joy of young love. For some, the commitment of marriage is old fashioned; I guess I'm old fashioned. This particular wedding was special, primarily because of the participants, but also because of the understated elegance that Sara choreographed. Amy's toast was a show stopper as well.
Buddy Miles, Little League Baseball Player! True, I wasn't waiting for this as long as I was waiting for a Giants championship, but the waiting was intense and filled with angst.
Seeing Miles on the field, seemingly feeling the joy I have always felt from baseball; heartwarming.
I love baseball. Combine baseball and family; there are no words.
Special occasions indeed, but it is the ordinary days for which I am most thankful for. Truth is, there are no ordinary days. Each one is a blessing, thanks to my family, my bride.
An embarrassment of riches.
From the comforts of a sandy beach to the comforts of a reclining chair, smothered by grandchildren.
Happy Thanksgiving, from me and Lou Gehrig, the luckiest guys on the face of the earth.
