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Thursday, November 24, 2005

Thanksgiving and 11-24-78... and other days

While it's easy to say I'm at least one of the most blessed men alive, I can never tell the story below with any eloquence. My hands still shake and yeh, I mist over a tad. Happy Anniversary to my Wonder Woman...


"The Water is Wide" is a longtime fav of mine (a guy named Roger McGuinn gives a credible performance here-warning: mp3). The tune was strong in me Oct 4-6, 1998, and glad I was for it... I didn't sing the usual lyrics, though. I sang these (below), not because they are better poetry, but because my Wonder Woman was sleeping for those days, hooked up to a bunch of machines after three occurences of what the doctors later labeled "Sudden Cardiac Death" on Sunday October 4, 1998.

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Yeh, not the best of poetry, "a poor thing but my own" as it were. Still, sharing the twenty-seventh anniversary of our wedding day on Thanksgiving Day this year is nice-something bordering on the miraculous-and I always think these words and tune at this time of year... well, and other times of the year as well.

Twenty-seven years, and we very nearly didn't make it together to twenty. Each year since then has been a double blessing.

Yeh, I have more to be thankful for than most every year about this time. Some aren't as fortunate. I especially feel strongly for those who have lost a loved one about this time of year. I was almost you. And someday, I may be you. But until then, I hold her hand; she holds my heart.


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