Among the many memories I have of Thanksgiving past, I vividly recall my first grade teacher at St. William School in Chicago, Helen Colletti. Mrs. Colletti, who I harbored special feelings for when I was 5 1/2, shared with us some of her holiday experiences. I will never forget a similarity that we both shared. It turned out that both of us had the same special job every Thanksgiving. It was to spread cream cheese on the celery sticks. I remember feeling very important having such job. I miss those simpler days.
As I sit back and try to pinpoint how I have gotten where I am, all the twists and turns that brought me to today, I wish that I had done things a little differently. The simple, pure pleasure like helping my family prepare Thanksgiving dinner leaves all the complicated and supposedly more grown-up satisfactions I have known in the dust.
My father, God rest is beautiful soul, was a very wise man. He preached that education is the only way in life. He did not base this theory on his educational background, which was tragically lacking. Instead he based it on his many observations in life. Sadly my dad died when I was a teenager and he was not there to kick my butt, so to speak. I know that spankings are considered counterproductive and wrong these days (and I agree), however, it got the job done for centuries. Even though I lost my father and best friend long ago, I am very thankful to God for having him for those precious few years. He was a great father and provider and very comical to put it mildly. I hope to be a tenth of the man he was some day.
During this holiday season I am thankful for being alive and in good health. While there is always room for improvement in finances, I consider myself blessed because I am young and motivated. I try to emulate my father’s drive to improve my life and the lives of those around me. With this positive spirit invigorating me I do my best to face enemies like the Chicago Mob, who have extorted and repeatedly threatened to murder me. I am scared, but feel my life will be easier in the days and years ahead.