In trying to think about the meaning of Thanksgiving, I would like to share an e-mail that I received over this long weekend. It touched me profoundly:

8am Sunday morning, the sun is just beginning to rise and the sky is a hazy blue and I feel blessed and full of gratitude that I’m here to observe the beginning of a beautiful day. Seven days ago at 8am I suffered a massive heart attack and for me this beautiful world stood still, the title of a movie comes to mind “The Day the Earth Stood Still.” Yes, indeed, it is a beautiful day!

I’m filled with gratitude for all of the wonderful friends I have whose love I was surrounded with during my fight for life, as they administered what the doctor referred to as “The Blockbuster Drug” or super Draino to clear the plugged arteries in my heart. The doctor referred to me as a ‘stoic little man’. Little did he know that during those critical hours and days that followed, I was surrounded by a warm blanket of love from all of you, which gave me the power and fortitude to recover.

I look upon this event as another manifested Miracle in my life, of which there have been many. It is “Thanksgiving”, and indeed, I have much to be thankful for having such wonderful friends to walk the sands of time with on this beautiful planet Earth.

Happy Thanksgiving and God bless you all.