I am thankful to the fast-moving, fast-thinking and indefatigable people of SHIFT Communications. 

I am thankful to our clients, who entrust us with their precious reputations. 

I am thankful to my colleagues in the blogosphere, who use their valuable time to inspire and educate us all. 

I am thankful to y-o-u, the readers of this blog: the fact that you take the time to read & participate here still astounds and humbles me.

I am thankful to God, Lady Luck (and her brother, Dumb Luck), for any successes I’ve enjoyed in my work and in raising a family.

I am thankful to my first real boss, Herb Foster, who never hesitated to scrawl a Big Red “X” through my initial press release drafts.  He wouldn’t tell me what I’d done wrong – coulda’ been a typo, coulda’ been anything – he made me figure it out for myself.  The teaching of self-reliance is a gift.

But mostly, I am thankful to Bill Miller. 

Bill was a college buddy of mine.  During those fuzzy, drug-addled days, he was my go-to guy when I needed to confide some doubts and frustrations about my current girlfriend.  We were going through a rough patch and I was seriously considering a break-up.  Or so I thought.

I can still remember every detail of the moment in which Bill exploded my misconceptions. 

“Give me a break,” he grunted.  “You are absolutely crazy about that girl.”

It was the closest I’ve ever come to a sun-through-the-clouds revelation.  With that simple, matter-of-fact declaration, I (finally) knew it; it soaked right into the marrow: she was The One. 

Almost 20 years later, I’m still thankful to Bill for helping me to realize it. 

Happy Thanksgiving, everyone.  I’ll be back to blogging next week.  But now, I’m outta here.  A certain Special Someone is baking her famous apple pie today …

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