From the year I was born until I moved to Los Angeles at age 24, I spent every Thanksgiving in New York but I can’t remember very much about any of then. However, I’ve been able to go back over the years I lived in New York and figure out, year by year, the things I was most grateful for when Thanksgiving came around.
1974- Thankful I hadn’t died after being born three months early the previous June.
1975- Pleased that my mother had obviously decided that one kid was enough.
1976- Maybe I wouldn’t be an only child but I was thankful that she’s stop at two kids.
1977- Make that three kids, thankfully only three.
1978-This Banana Splits Show will probably be on forever.
1979-Waking up before dawn to watch Davey & Goliath
1980- Thankful that no one had shot John Lennon.
1981- Discovering the magazines under the couch.
1982- Pitfall for the Atari 2600
1983-The horror that is the Thanksgiving day Parade is only once a year.
1984- The New York Mets were finally respectable.
1985- The knowledge that it probably couldn’t get worse.
1986- October 27
1987- Ok, four kids.
1988- Make that five kids.
1989- The fact that we somehow lived in a nice neighborhood for a change.
1990- Deli on Oak Street very relaxed about checking ID
1991- Bar on same street as deli very relaxed about checking ID.
1992-High school done, life is smooth sailing from here on out right?
1993- Kid count now up to 6.
1994- The purchase of Velvet Underground Live 1969 (it was a down year).
1995- Hey the sleazy video store is open on holidays.
1996-The Irish bar on 238th street in the Bronx.
1997-The jukebox at the Marz Bar.
1998- The availability of cheap gin and the belief that I would never move away from New York.
That’s a lot of thanks, I’ll cover the years since then in another post. For more on giving thanks see my wife’s post on the subject. Have a great Thanksgiving.