Saturday, November 24, 2007
14 He spent Thanksgiving with me
Not that there aren't worse things in the world...but meeting family can be a really tedious event. My family is pretty easy to "mix" with; we are rich and poor, young and old, semi-sane and semi-looney. We believe that where you came from, what you did, and what you have is not nearly as important as who you are and how you live your life. Who is Larry.....he is the kind of man who made a point of talking to every person in my family, which ranged from 82 year old Mom, my 85 year old uncle, my sister and her husband, various young people who came and went all weekend. After he left, each made a point of telling me how much they liked him, but every one also added what a good conversationalist he is. But his best brownie points were made with the Uncle who served in WWII and found an audience in Larry. When he finished his war story, Larry got up, went over and shook his hand and thanked him for serving his country. Over the last few days I have heard my uncle tell about this moment at least ten times....those few words meant the world to him; he said it was the first time in his life someone had taken the time to say that to him. Later, when I sat and counted my blessings, Larry was right in the midst of "family" for whom I am so thankful ..... every one of them!