Giving thanks

Although many of us in today's world have ample reasons to be feeling less than sanguine about the current state of affairs of our nation, I would like to take the opportunity to thank those that make my life richer on a daily basis.

My wife Leslie, number one, who has always been there for me, thick and thin. My sisters and Johnnie. Big Dave, Lena and Renee, who I speak to practically every day without fail. Warmboe, Barry, my coffee peeps, Wagman, Neon and the rest of Los Meshugganahs.  My cancer doctor, Carol Salem, for keeping me alive and with all my factory parts. Stoops and Saylor.

Melissa, Garn, RoxAnn and Mick, Kent, Lois and Bob, Loughlin. Debbie and Jim. Jeff. Brett. Ronnie. Cam. All of my clients, my promoters, my friends here and abroad. Horsley, who is always there for advice. My new friends Steve and Mary. Peter, Kip and Chip. Stan and Tracy. Shawn and Ricardo. Pecore. Todd. Linda and Joseph. Big Mike. Leven and Beth. Dixon. Andrew. Ron Munn. Terry. Ralph. Retha and Doug. Jerry. Pat. Ron W. Millard. Ken. Heidi. Gary at Pro-Tire. Bill and Jean. Brian. Chuck. Bruce, occasionally. Richard. 

Some of you have literally saved my life and kept me from cracking. You know who you are. Eternal gratitude.

There are too many people to list, all of my blast readership, the lurkers, my cousin Linda, Stepmother Shela and stepsister Sarah. John Feldman.  My fourth grade teacher, Mrs. Bingham.

I would like to give thanks to those that are gone as well. Linda Wilson, John Morris, my mother and father, Garry Cohen, my brother Buzz.

The people who have made an effort to stay close.

Life was better because of each and every one of you. I will miss those that have passed forever.

My friend Jamie Phillips used to shoot photography for Joseph Banks. 

I needed head shots for the self portraits I will be painting for next year's show and he was kind enough to take a hundred plus recently. 

Not really sure what I will be using yet.

Thank you Jamie!

I wish you all the best of thanksgivings!