Something meaningful and something less meaningful

I put this picture in my wallet sometime in the 1960"s. I carried the wallet for a few years but the part that has the pictures in it has survived. The picture is of my Dad. I don't know how old he was in the picture but he probably was somewhere between 28 and 32 would be my guess. I will send this to VJ and see if she remembers? Zack is going to try to patch up the pictures lines, folds and tears with photo shop so if anyone wants a copy of that when it is done you will need to send me an email and then I will send it.
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I don't know if posting an old picture of my Dad is what might be expected for the day after Thanksgiving or for that matter the day before my Sisters birthday but then that is what I have done. I thought a little about what to post and was reminded of our project last Monday night and again yesterday of listing something we were thankful for for each letter of the alphabet. I actually made a list today of the people in my life that I am thankful for and it was a pretty long list. The real challenge would be to drop them all a note and tell them that. Then of course it would be better to call them or go see them but even sending a personalized note would be a big step. I say a big step because even emails are a little uncommon anymore. Most of the folks younger than me are on facebook. I have a facebook account and likewise a LinkedIn account. LinkedIn claims to be a "professional network", the worlds largest with 100 million members. Just a small group when you think of facebook which claims to have over 800 million members. Since I admitted being on both of these sites with my own page I also will admit that I don't log on and look very often. Maybe once every 90 days. I do get notifications all the time but seldom get one that indicates anyone really tried to say something directly to me. Good thing probably since why would I want to talk to someone in front of every one on their list and mine? I guess I could post a note saying "got up this morning and when the sun beamed down upon me and I felt good and then I had........................

"a momentary impression that might be thought of as an epiphany

and then as I paused I thought it over for a moment and realized that

I was wrong about it being an epiphany and that in fact it was just the

warm sun on my face, but then it was still a good day".

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If I had of posted this thought it really wouldn't be much different than most of the thoughts I see posted when I occasionally log in . Not to imply that this is a not a good day. Maybe it is?