I hope every one has a quality thanksgiving and gets to spend it with family. I remember a thanksgiving that I spent away from home. It was 1980 or so, I was in Arvin, California, working for a crop dusting outfit called JJ crop dusters @ Arvin Air. I was working on my automobile, a 74 pinto (remember those) when a bright yellow bi-plane came flying over the run way rather low.

I stopped and watched as the plane flew around and came in for a landing. It pulled up and turned the loud roar of its motor off. A scruffy, bearded man with a bandana around his head and dark sunglasses walked up and inquired, ‘ what is wrong with the pinto?’

‘I explained that I was merely tinkering with it,’ then he asked’ what would take to buy some fuel.’

I explained that the owner was having dinner at the house, next to the runway and that he could wait in the office and I would go and get him.

The owner of JJ crop dusters came out, talked with this man and then ordered me to pull the fuel truck up and fuel this beautiful yellow bi-plane and wash the windows, so I did while they sat in the warm office.

The man came out when I pulled the truck away, climbed in, fired up the loud engine, waved and flew away. I went back to working on the pinto. The boss, Jack, came up and asked, ‘you know who that was?’

‘No, but he looked familiar,’ … That was when Jack said, ‘Steve McQueen.’ … And it registered, through the full beard, long hair and dark sunglasses… Yep,it was he.



A turkey was chatting with a bull. “I would love to be able to get to the top of that tree,” sighed the turkey, but I haven’t got the energy.” “Well, why don’t you nibble on some of my droppings?” replied the bull.  “They’re packed with nutrients.”  The turkey pecked at a lump of dung and found that it actually gave him enough strength to reach the lowest branch of the tree. The next day, after eating some more dung, he reached the second branch.  Finally after a fourth night, there he was proudly
 perched at the top of the tree. Soon he was promptly spotted by a farmer, who shot the turkey out of the tree.
 Moral of the story: Bullshit might get you to the top, but it won’t keep you there.

 A little bird was flying south for the winter. It was so cold the bird froze and fell to the ground in a large field. While it was lying there, a cow came by and dropped some dung on it. As the frozen bird lay there in the pile of cow dung, it began to realize how warm it was. The dung was actually thawing him out! He lay there all warm and happy, and soon began to sing for joy. A passing cat heard the bird singing and came to investigate. Following the sound, the cat discovered the bird under the
 pile of cow dung, and promptly dug him out and ate him.
 Moral of the story:
 1) Not everyone who shits on you is your enemy.
 2) Not everyone who gets you out of shit is your friend.
 3) And when you’re in deep shit, it’s best to keep your mouth shut


I hope everyone takes a moment to be thankful for what they have and the family they are with. If there is one thing I have learned in my young age (grin) is that the most valuable thing in this world is the life you are given and the second most valuable thing is family. With that alone you have what every person who has ever lived had, something to be thankful for.

happy turkey day, turkey!