A piece of advice from a little boy with whom I felt an extraordinary kinship when I was a little boy. Perhaps it was the fact that we each had a large, oversized head. Perhaps it was the fact that we each had difficulty fitting into the world around us. Charlie Brown was a blockhead. I was epileptic.
I do not know if being a blockhead ever helped him cut to the front of the hot lunch line on pizza day in grammar school. I do know that having a grand mal seizure sure helped me do it. Considering that I did it while attending St. Paul’s School in Princeton in the early 1970s, I am thankful that I only got pizza and not an exorcism.
However, wherever, and with whomever you spend this Thanksgiving, enjoy it, make it count, and give thanks…
…for everything. Happy Thanksgiving.
-AK
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