It’s become an annual tradition here at The Press Junket for me to stop and reflect on how much I have to say “you’re welcome” for. While so many each year are thankful for the blessings in their lives, I always stand prepared to graciously accept some of their gratitude. A kind of public service, I guess.
So, to all the family, friends, fans, colleagues, pets, haters, supporters, and crew, who are thankful for me again this season:
The ipoetlaureate enjoying a Welcomeaccepting feast with his kinfolk:
Appropriately, I will be in Colonial Williamsburg for the Welcomeaccepting holiday, likely seated with my family in precisely the same fashion as depicted above. Look for future pictures of me in three-cornered hats and petticoats.
Here’s a portraiture of me and my bride on Honeymoon in Colonial Williamsburg with our hunting dogs circa 1998:
Ahh, to be young and in love and in tights, again.
Performed by ipoet. Music produced by, who else on Thanksgiving but, pumpkinFoot.
Today’s blong here:You're Welcome