With time I have come to understand the celebration of Thanksgiving as the equivalent of Violeta Parras' Gracias a la vida.
I’m also aware of how lucky I have been throughout all my life for having some very special friends. In this great country I learned the concept of the friend who is willing to go "the extra mile".
Going back to memory land, I remember a few that fit in this category; some who fought battles for me such as my dear art teacher and a monster of Cuban art Antonia Eiriz, my psychologist and humanist Alberto Edreira, and the Cuban "micro universe" that was Samuel Feijoo.
I have lived long enough in the USA to have gained long lasting, "extra mile" kind of friendships in this my adopted country: my dear Margaret Hoh "Peggy", former manager of the AKC Gazette, and Gustavo Valdés -who when I lost Ernesto- stood by me and who is my “partner in crime”... in all criminal acts of art.
Happy Thanksgiving to all.