I don't know if anyone read this blog, but even if no one does, I want to send my hearty Thanksgiving wishes to one and all. I have a lot to be thankful for, and I just want to say that the older I get, the easier it is to lose track of all the things that made me happy from the start, and in the words of a blogger, some things - friendship, compassion, grief, pleasure, beauty - will always be more important than money or real estate. In New York, that's easy to forget. So wherever you are tomorrow - even if you're miserably chewing dried out turkey at someone's house you'd otherwise never visit - be thankful there's some food on your table and in your stomach and that someone actually wants you around (even if it's just a pet or a wierd neighbor).