So here I am, drawing on memories of what makes a true friend and who we need to thank the dear whoever for. In my case I immediately think of my “best man,” Harry. He left earth on Oct. 29, but thankfully, he still whispers encouragements and laughter and shouts warnings and challenges. That’s a true friend.
My wife of 51 years, Shirley, has Alzheimer’s. She is and always will be a precious gem in my universe. Every twinkle in her eyes is a sign of her love.
Alison Krauss wrote, “You say it best when you say nothing at all.” It’s not words or self-effacing comments from some conditional love. It is true, marvelous unconditional love.
I have to wipe my glasses and blink twice to clear the tears of joy from my eyes.
As we gaze over our Thanksgiving feast, may we all abide in this wonderfully, thankfully gratefully world.
Jim Mallonee
Everett
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