I’m a tremendously lucky man. I’ve got a wonderful and healthy family, an interesting day job, and a moonlighting gig for a cool guy who sends me cool stuff to play with and write about. I have much to be thankful for.
I’m thankful for my tenth-grade English teacher who taught me that words matter. Evelyn Baird told me that I’d be a writer someday. She passed away years ago, but I suspect that wherever she is right now she is somehow grading everything I write. I choose my words carefully, so I won’t have to wash too many blackboards when she hands me my final report card.
I’m thankful for the American freedoms we still have, and I’m thankful for those who continue the fight to protect them and to restore those freedoms we’ve lost: the NRA, Knife Rights, the Second Amendment Foundation, the Electronic Frontier Foundation, Gun Owners Of America, and yes, even the ACLU most of the time.
I’m thankful for the writers who have helped me here at TTAK: Will, Nathan, Clay, Tyler, Nick, Jay, and Henry. I hope I can repay you all someday.
And finally I’m thankful for all of you who’ve come to read our stories here and share your own. Without you these words would all be messages in a bottle, floating around in the ether.
Happy Thanksgiving to all of you.