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January 29, 2019

This is a wonderful place to live, in my opinion. People who live here for any length of time and are respected by the community are the type of folks that know how to work, have loyalty to their employer and their family and their community, aren’t impressed by folks who cheat on their taxes or cheat on their spouses but don’t judge them for it if they slip up and do, we have many people who commit to community service whether it is at church, at the school, downtown, or at the homeless shelter.

We have a wonderful Lions Club and a Rotary Club and they get along just fine, thank you, and will admit the other club does a great job, too. We admire the ones who are in the Guymon Community Theater for their artistic skills even though we know we weren’t blessed with them. In the same vein, we love the Pioneer Day Rodeo committee for the very same reasons.

Here in Guymon, Main Street Guymon and the Chamber of Commerce are good partners. We know what the other does for the community and we love them for it. We work together because it’s smarter to work together and get more done.

When someone is sick, there are places to go in the community for help like Catholic Charities and Panhandle Partners. When someone needs food, there is Loaves and Fishes, handled by an amazing group of volunteers.
This is a wonderful community to live in. Be part of the wonderful. Choose a place for you, for you and your family, for you and your friends, to help make a difference. We are wonderful, certainly not because we have beautiful lakes and beaches, but because the people who live here choose to make it that way.

Call me if you’re wondering how to get involved. Having that conversation would be great. The number here at Main

Street Guymon is 580-338-6246.
I would love to have everyone who calls become an individual member of Main Street Guymon ($50 a year) or a business member ($200) a year. But, alas, I promise not to be totaling self-serving and to help you find the best match for you.

There is one thing that always needs cleared up, though. Main Street Guymon has as one of its priorities in the mission to work on the revitalization of Main Street’s historical district. But this doesn’t mean that we are limited to this, our board knows that Main Street means all those who are on Main Street, shopping, working, going to City Hall … so Main Street is for everyone. That means you can go ahead and call.

Go forth and be wonderful!

See you on the bricks.

January 22, 2019

Did you know that sending flowers used to be a way of sending messages? That specific flowers meant specific things? And according to geography, this can change a bit, but basically, they’re pretty spot on. It is called the Language of Flowers.

Ambrosia means your love is reciprocated.

Begonia is to beware.

If you want to tell someone that you reject their love, send them a bouquet of withered flowers.

Cactus is for endurance.

A pink Camellia is to say your longing for them. A red one is that they’re a flame in your heart. And a white one is saying that you think they’re adorable.

Pink carnations say that I’ll never forget you; red carnations are for admiration; a solid color carnation is for yes; a striped is for no; and a yellow carnation means you’re disappointed in them.

A red mum say you love them; a white one is for truth; and a yellow is for slighted love. Wish I had known that before I picked my wedding flowers.

Daisies are for innocence.

Ferns mean fascination.

A gardenia signifies that you think someone is lovely.

A geranium is for stupidity.

Purple hyacinth is an apology; white hyacinth says you’ll pray for them; and a yellow one is for jealousy.

An iris signifies a cherished friendship.

A pink larkspur is for fickleness.

Calla lily is beauty; day lily is coquetry; orange lily is hate; and the tiger lily is pride and wealth.

A marigold is cruelty.

Monkshood stands for beware.

Oleander is caution.

Mock orange is deceit.

Peony is shame.

Petunia is anger.

The dark crimson rose is mourning; the dark pink rose is thankfulness; lavender rose is enchantment; orange rose for fascination; pale peach rose for modesty; pale pine one for joy; red rose for love and respect; a single rose in full bloom says I love you; a tea rose means I’ll remember you always, a yellow rose is friendship.

Snapdragons are for deception.

A red tulip says to believe me.

A violet is for modesty.

This is interesting, but the fact is that few speak this language anymore. So you would probably have to have something to interpret … like a little card with the flowers. Yep, that explains a lot now. And now that I think about what messages I was sending out at my wedding, it’s all starting to make sense.

Just a lot of geraniums going around is all I can say.

Happenings you might want to put on your calendar:

  • Pioneer Day Draw Down is Jan. 26 and the cost is $50 per person. You have a chance to win $3,500 and this is a fund raiser for Pioneer Days.
  • Diabetic Support Group meets Jan. 28 at the Heritage Assisted Living, 501 NE 15th Street.
  • Family Game Night at the Library is Jan. 29 from 5 to 7 pm.
  • Eggs and Issues happens on Feb. 1 at 7 am in the Ambassador meeting room.
  • There are some great things happening. Go on out and join in!

See you on the bricks!

January 8, 2019

So many people want to be important, to have power, and they manipulate and aggressively seek this elusive concept. True power is influence. Having influence comes from listening, working to understand, and help others. Those will small egos usually much more influence and power than those with large egos.

Recently this meme came up on facebook and it makes a lot of sense. “Be good to people. You will be remembered more for your kindness than any level of success you could possibly attain.”

Who is someone you will never forget? Mine is my Granny Grantham.

My Granny Grantham, or maybe my memory of her (which may or may not be very accurate since I was nine years old when she died) is the person I will always try to live up to. I loved her so much. She was the person I always felt loved by, although would chastise me in a kind way when needed.

When she died there was a true empty place in our lives. She held the Grantham clan together. They pulled together after she died, but it was never the same again without her.

True influence is what my Granny had. She instilled love and loyalty. She held to her beliefs and was true to herself. Her strength gave us strength. Her character and search for adventure (she homesteaded to Two Buttes, Colorado, as a single woman, leaving Indiana on her quest with one of her brothers) were always amazing, almost mythical.

She loved us and we knew it. Not by words or by dramatic physical demonstrations, but by her consistency, her stability and her eyes. I felt like I was her favorite grandchild (of 37 – eventually 38 grandchildren she had), as did my cousin Larry. What a great gift to give us!

It wasn’t unconditional. She had expectations. She expected me to do my school work, to learn, to be a good person. She read to me. She kept a puzzle at her house and I did it over and over again. One puzzle. It was enough. Every time I finished it she told me how I did it better than anyone else. She made me feel special by completing a project I enjoyed. She was teaching me a true part of being successful.

How much of what I remember is true and how much is my mind making it up, I don’t know. But there has been no tie in my life that I have not missed Granny Grantham. Few years go by that I don’t cry because I miss her at some moment. I cry because I think she might be disappointed in me for something I’ve done, or I cry because I wish she was there to share a moment. Whatever, I know she would have still loved me through all of it.

It has always been my hope to someday have that same positive influence. Maybe Granny is more impactful on my life because she did die when I was so young. Maybe not. I just know my Granny Grantham is my hero, always has been, and who she is to me has helped shape the person that I am.

If you have a goal of leaving a legacy, work to be the legacy. Strive to have influence and use it in ways that help your family, your friends, your neighbors, your community, and the world.

An old lady in Oslo once said, “I just always tried to do the right thing.” There is so much wisdom in that statement.

Last month Brown and Associates staff and The Willows folks got together and worked to carry on some Christmas traditions that they enjoy. They got together with some others, had soup and went caroling in that bitter cold. Singing Christmas carols at the Heritage Community, the nursing home, and the hospital they not only brought joy to people’s lives, they brought joy to their own. They made a memory. I’m sure it could have been done better, I am sure they could have done all sorts of things differently … but that doesn’t matter. What matters is that they did it.

Let’s all work to do something good.

See you on the bricks!

January 4, 2019

How you holding up with the aftermath of this storm? Personally, I found it fabulous and wonderful. An excuse to hole up in my house for seven days. The world was happy to get a break from me, too.

Couldn’t open my back door and the front sidewalk had knee – deep snow. Good reason to stay in the house. My water was off for a bit, but electricity stayed on. So, it seemed more of a cold vacation than anything.

My son came and shoveled for over two hours so that my sidewalks were clear, and he went and bought me a lot of groceries. I really took advantage of him and he didn’t seem to mind. I love that boy (he’s 38 years old) for helping me so much!

Sitting in my chair, reading, on New Years Eve at 4:45 I heard a funny sound in the kitchen. I got up and saw water dripping from the door in front of the water heater. I called my son – in – law, Cody. He came over and was the hero of my day. Got it fixed and, thank goodness, the Texhoma store owner opened back up so that Cody could get the part (I love small towns). Little vacation hiccup but think about it, it was great that I was home when it happened or it could have been a real mess.

On January 2 it was time to face the snow and ice and get to work. My back door still won’t open (ice keeping it from opening), so I head out the front door and hike around the house and back to my detached garage that opens into the alley. Garage door goes up fine … I was sort of hoping it would be frozen shut, but, alas, it was working fine. I back out the garage (where Lucas had also shoveled) and look at the drift I need to go through to get to the alley and the street. I give it a good run and … STOP. Stuck. Try to rock the car and that’s not working at all.

I find the shovel and start to shovel. Here is the point I admit socks would have been a good choice, but that wasn’t me and we have to live with our choices. Shoveled some more and then was able to back the vehicle up. Why did I think I could still get through that drift?

Wrong. Stuck again, only this time stuck and I can’t even open my car door because it is so deep. Bad idea. I should have tried to back all the way out, but I am really not very good driving going forward, so in reverse isn’t usually a good option.

Super Cody to the rescue once again. I finally opened the office door at 10:30 in the morning. Took awhile! Vacation over.

And I know that while I was taking my wonderful little cold vacation and putting puzzles together, reading books (oh, it was heaven), quilting while watching movies, getting my taxes itemized, cleaning out files and a closet, there were people out there stuck in the snow, stopped on the highway, others pulling people out of the snow and helping stranded folks. There were those who did make it in to their business and kept it open through all this. I commend each and every one of them. Those whose jobs are thankless and fixing all the storm – caused problems (electric guys, street and highway people, all of them) and those who were doing it because they’re just nice folks (like Cody) … to each of you, THANK YOU. I pray blessings on each of every one of you and your families for the good work that you did.

And those who complained and griped about people during this time … shame on you. The post office can’t get the mail when the highways are closed … get real. Why are you frantic about your mail when most of our world has halted, anyway? For those of you who are complaining about the streets, grab a flipping shovel and get to work. Shut up from the complaining because you’re just using oxygen that nice people could need.

It seems to me that we’re judged by the same standard that we judge others. That makes me be nicer than I really am. Because I know how many times I make mistakes and I don’t want people calling the dogs out on me when I know that I really didn’t mean to do something wrong. So, you gripers and complainers, be ready. You’re going to mess up sometime and you better expect all those who you’ve bad mouthed to be grinning. And they won’t grab a shovel for those who wouldn’t hold one for them.

Whoops, those last two paragraphs sounded a lot like complaining, didn’t they? I better hush on that topic.

Did you know the reason you should put the snow in the middle of the street rather than to the side? If you pile the snow where the water as the snow melts needs to drain, then you’re just causing a lake. Just thought some of you needed to understand that little tidbit. But, hey, we’ll take a lake. We needed the moisture, for sure!

Hope you all fared well and are looking at 2019 as a wonderful opportunity to make some great changes in your life. Be a nice neighbor is a good thing to put on our lists.

This little bit was posted on facebook and it’s worth repeating: “If you want 2019 to be your year, don’t sit on the couch and wait for it. Go out. Make a change. Smile more. Be excited. Do new things. Throw away what you’ve been cluttering. Unfollow negative people on social media. Go to bed early. Wake up early. Be fierce. Don’t gossip. Show more gratitude. Do things that challenge you. Be brave.”

We can all be better people this year. Let’s work on it.

See you on the bricks!

December 18, 2018

Here’s another little snippet in the memory book that I recently finished for my kids.

“My teenage memories are filled with sports and my friends. That whole rebellion thing didn’t have space in our house. Pap would be disappointed in me, which would hurt like the dickens. Mama had a temper, which would hurt like the dickens.

“Both were strong people who were not afraid of their children. They were not afraid of us not liking them and they were not afraid we would turn on them. We weren’t stupid. Fred and I were certainly adventurous, but we didn’t often step over the line the parents drew. And the parents trusted us, so the line wasn’t unreasonable.”

Trust is important in relationships. Don’t be underhanded and then don’t trust those who don’t trust you. It’s good words to follow.

There are some other good words that I recently read. I have been looking forward to sharing them!

For my friends who know their geography: “I thought I saw an eye doctor in Alaska, but it turned out to be an optical Aleutian.”

For my spacey friends: “I went to the Air and Space Museum, but I couldn’t’ see anything.”

For my grammarian friends: “English is weird. It can be understood through tough, thorough thought though.”

That last one took awhile to read, didn’t it?

Another one for English fans: “The past, the present, and the future walking into a bar. It was tense.”

For Davin Winger: “Irony. The opposite of wrinkly.”

For my dad: “Sawdust is man glitter.”

Good words to follow, right?

I have something else you might want to follow. Check out these houses that were listed on the Friends of the Library Tour of Lights 2018. Drive by and check out the decorations at 806 NW 22nd Street, 1613 N Main Street, 1418 N Beaver Street, 223 S Canyon Street, and 2111 N Canyon Street. You can oooh and aahh to your hearts content. And I personally love the lights at Guymon Furniture on 5th and Roosevelt. They’re beautiful.

The Friends of the Library Tour of Lights was made possible by TCEC, PTCI, Main Street Guymon, and Wirtz Lumber. Fine group of folks there, for sure.

See you on the bricks!

December 17, 2018

Got my Christmas card from my eldest son and it had several beautiful photos of three of my grandchildren, my son and his wife. Great card. Loved the message on it. “The biggest blessings are in the smallest moments.” So true.

Blessing #1 from last week: All four of my children attended the two eldest grandson’s football semi – final playoff game. That the boys were playing in such an important game was great and wonderful. But the photo of all four of my children being there to support them, faces smiling and so happy was the best blessing. To have your kids be adults and treat one another well is a huge blessing that makes me so thankful.

Blessing #2 from last week: Not in the photo that I mentioned above, but in other’s taken that day were the spouses of the three married kids who were all there doing the same … and being such an important part of our family. Also, in the photos were the three grandchildren who didn’t sport a Gruver Greyhound football uniform … all of them beaming with pride for Will and Nick.

Blessing #3 from last week: I sent the On the Bricks column from last week about my friends to Pam, Nancy, and Deets (the topic of the column). I figured they might as well know what I’m saying about them. And I received an email from Nancy, who, funny enough, is the one that usually takes years to answer emails, in response. She wrote, “WOW. I’m very humbled by your words. You have such a powerful gift of the written language. I guess it’s from copying my English papers. Seriously you made my day … no, my life. I love you.” Signed “Nancy Evans, On the streets.” She is so funny. She is the one who copied MY English papers. I copied her math assignments. Good friends.

Blessing #4 from last week: In a conversation with a friend of mine that I worked with when I was with the Oklahoma Department of Tourism, we talked about the difference between wants and needs. And then it went to some wants we had, and I told him about always wanting Christmas dishes. But it didn’t make sense because we had beautiful fancy dishes from the husband’s great aunt and we always used them for Christmas dinner and other family gatherings, so it would be silly to buy another set of fancy dishes. He talked about some Transformer he wanted as a kid (he’s a lot younger than I am). Last week I got a package in the mail. Christmas dishes. Yep. Go figure. I couldn’t believe it. All I can say is, he’s not getting that Transformer.

The purpose of this rambling is not to brag about my blessings, but to help you think about what blessings you have received and not given sufficient thought to. Remember, it’s the simple things, the smallest moments, that are the blessings you need to make sure you don’t miss. Justin and Sammy’s Christmas card reminded me. I’m sharing and reminding you.

And after you consider your blessings, then think about how you’re going to be someone else’s blessing today. Remember, simple things. Say a prayer. If you don’t know who to pray for, just say one for every person that you see today. That should do it. Or for those people that asked me for directions. No telling where they ended up.

Catch you on the bricks!

December 10, 2018

Some people seem to not know how to be a good friend. We need to teach our children how to be a good friend so that they will have friends.

Hopefully I have enough friends, strong ones, to serve as my pall bearers. People laugh when that is said, but there is some serious thought to it if you give it a moment to sink in.

“My life has been blessed with the best friends a person could ever have.” I wrote that sentence in the little book of memories I wrote for my kids. The prompt on the page was “Do you remember your childhood friends?”

My response: “First are my cousins, but they are expected to stand by me because we’re family. And we grew up together.

“In first grade, right at my sixth birthday, I was introduced to Nance, Pammy, and Deets. Through elementary the other friends started to slide back. In Junior High and High School it was obvious we were ‘the girls,’ as people called us. We had other friends, others we did things with, but we always came back to the four of us. We fit. We understood one another. We were four who knew what it took to be a good friend. We were in sports and competed together. We laughed together. I suppose we cried together.

“I know with a certainty deep in my heart that when and if I ever need them, they will be there. There with no judgement, just being there to provide whatever I need.

“My strength comes from always knowing I have the Granthams and the girls. That no matter what I do, they will continue to love and accept me.

“Knowing this has made life easy. They don’t correct, but they listen. They don’t expect me to tell them everything, but they understand. They only expect me to love them as much as they love me. I can be totally vulnerable with them because they are part of me.

“We were always there for one another. Absence doesn’t even take that away.

“My children, don’t try to fix your friends. Don’t try to get your friends to be like you. Be who you are meant to be and help your friends be who they are meant to be. Be honest or be quiet. Trust them or they will never trust you. A friend is a companion for whom you have few responsibilities. And don’t try to make them responsible for you. They are to share adventures with, to tell stories to, to relax with, a place you are always safe because they protect you, just as you protect them – not because they’re right, but because they’re your friend.

“Be brave – be a forever friend.”

Start thinking about what other people need, rather than what you want. That is the first step to being a good friend.

Jan Karon wrote in the first Mitford Series book, first page, He arrived at the office, uttering the prayer he had offered at its door every morning for twelve years: “Father, make me a blessing to someone today …. “

What a perfect way to start a day.

Merry Christmas and I’ll see you on the bricks!

December 3, 2018

The day after Thanksgiving was a total relaxing day. My body was sore. My mind was tired. And all the things that had to be done, were finished. So, I sat in my chair and turned to Netflix streaming. One of the OPSU football boys taught me about this and I shall forever be in his debt.
There are some crime series that I follow and some movies that I enjoy, but the mind was a bit slow that day, so I picked a Christmas movie. One of those Hallmark – like movies, low budget, simple storyline and no brain work involved in watching. And I loved it. So I watched another one. And another one. And another one. That day were many of these seemingly unending movies on Netflix.
And now, every day that I get home from work, I watch another one.
They are a little sappy. Most of them the actors are not Oscar winners. The plot is usually very predictable. And I’ve been having the best time watching them.
I don’t have my Christmas decorations up. But I did do my Christmas cards while watching. And I’m about to get out a Christmas puzzle to do while watching them.
And don’t worry. There seem to be plenty of them to last me the entire time to Christmas. Maybe even until next Christmas.
Never thought I would be such a cheesy movie binge watcher. But it has happened.
I hope that you have found something as enjoyable during the holidays. Whether it be reading your Christmas cards, sending out notes in your cards, finding excellent gifts at some of these great events like Live Local (Dec.1), Dickens of a Party at the Library (Dec. 4), Shop and Dine (Dec. 6), Christmas Open House and Tree Lighting (Dec. 7), and Christmas Village (Dec. 8). There are also the helping days like Christmas Cheer for Children (Dec. 6), Craft for a Cause’s Hot Chocolate and Ornaments (Dec. 13, a fund raiser for Loaves and Fishes), and the Christmas Shopping Spree (Dec. 15).
There are also Christmas concerts and contatas at the churches, a living nativity at the Nazarene Church, and beautiful Christmas decorations to see. Find what makes you smile and what makes your day better and take a friend and enjoy it.
Another good thing to consider, especially if you’re near retirement age, is to go to the Ready Group at Brown and Graham on the morning of Dec. 8. At 9:30 am they will have coffee and a brunch, then the program is to be Rinda Wolgamott about the Prime Timers. It’s a fun and educational time provided by Brown and Associates Insurance. They’re also having a Christmas cookie exchange that day!
And, almost better than Santa Claus, is the Guymon Community Theatre production “Outlaws, In-Laws, and Other People You Want to Shoot” … or something like that. A comedy for all. It will be showing Dec. 7, 8, and 9. It’s even a good play to go to for people who aren’t lovers of plays.
Find something to make you smile. Then share the smile. There are good things happening in the community.
See you on the bricks!

November 24, 2018

My papa bought me my first “real” book, a hardback titled “Lassie.” I was probably eight years old, or so. I always loved to read, learning early on that you could travel anywhere in the world in a book. And you could learn so many interesting things in almost any book you picked up and spent some time with.
Did you know there is a group called the Friends of the Library that all love reading and work to support our local library? My peeps.
This group is going to host a “Dickens of a Party” on Dec. 4 from 5:30 to 7:30 pm. That Tuesday evening there will be Christmas singers, photo stops, refreshments (bring your favorite Christmas treats and you might win a prize), book readings for children, and other children’s activities. They are also sponsoring a Christmas Light Tour contest. If you decorate for Christmas at your house, register by going to the Friend of the Library on facebook … or register at the library. You have only a short time to register, but then you need to get to hanging those Christmas outdoor lights! It’s going to be a fun evening.
On Sat., Dec. 1, is the Fa La La La Live Local event downtown with a static parade, stores open for shopping, and at home businesses and artists located at the RC Party Room, bank lobbies, and other places. Keep an eye out for this fun time from 5:30 to 7:30 pm. We’ll have Shutterbugs sharing their art at the Main Street Guymon office.
That is also the first night for the Guymon Community Theatre production of “Outlaws, In-Laws, and Other People (who ought to be shot)”. So, go shopping and partake of the downtown party and then mosey on into the theatre and enjoy a wonderful evening entertained by the play.
Christmas Open House is on Fri., Dec. 7, starting at 5:30 with Santa landing at the courthouse in an Apollo MedFlight helicopter and the Christmas Tree Lighting by the Chamber of Commerce.
Connections Church has another chance to see local arts and crafts and other gift ideas at the Christmas Village from 9 am to 6 pm.
And don’t forget to consider being a volunteer at the Christmas Shopping Spree for Children by the Guymon Lions Club who will meet with the volunteers at 7 am in the Methodist Enrichment Center at 6th and Quinn. There are never enough volunteers, so think serious about taking part this year.
Remember, Christmas is a time of giving and a time of loving. Giving does not mean buying more than you can afford or being all about gifts. It is a time of giving from your heart. Giving time and giving love. Money isn’t how you show people how much you love them.
Christmas plans should not be a mental stress on you. If it is, reflect on how you can bring it back to a time of being with those you love and being a person who shows love.
And have a piece of fudge if it just seems to be stressful, anyway.
Merry Christmas and I hope to talk to you at some of the downtown activities!
See you on the bricks.

November 19, 2018

Today is going to be a cheat day. I’m going to share something that I wrote for my kids, before I have even given it to my kids. Doesn’t really sound fair, does it? But, then, life is never fair.

For a very long month I have been toiling over this book that one of my daughters gave to me … for the life of me, I cannot remember which one did give it to me. It is called a Mom and Me Book or some such and asks for memories and different things. There are prompts and it gives you several pages to write the answer. Some was easy, some I had no clue as to the answers.

The prompt on this was “If you felt the need to offer some advice to me, what would it be?” I am a mom. I always have advice for my kids. So, the pen fairly flew on these pages. With such sage words, I feel the need to share on a broader field.

“Start each day with something that makes you happy. I love my coffee and when I take that first drink, it is full – on a drink of happiness. Nobody should have to start their day with a grouch. If that is you, have someone hit you with a 2 x 4. There are probably several willing to do it.

“Nobody is responsible for your happiness except you. Nor are they who you can blame your unhappiness on. You have decided to be unhappy. It is all on you.

“Save some money every month unless you want to work until the day you die. Most of the things we buy we don’t care about in a month. Remember that. Get a grip on the difference between a want and a need.

“Lie in bed at the end of each day and thank God for each of the blessings he brought to you that day. Don’t treat God like a sugar daddy, always asking for favors – end the day thanking him.

“Remember, if you talk about other people – they have a right to talk about you, too. So, let’s try our best to just say positive things about people – or stay away from them.

“Always, when something bothers you about someone, take an honest look at yourself because you likely do / say the same things. Judge ourselves by the same standards as we judge others. If you do this honestly, and look at yourself with truth, you should find yourself being more kind to others.

“Pay attention to other people. Don’t assume you know they, what they have, what they want. Buying a gift for someone because it is something YOU want is shallow. Not buying something someone wants because you don’t agree may be egotistical and judgmental – but, then, we shouldn’t gift things that are bad for someone, so just be reasonable.

“Never miss a chance to tell someone thank you. There is never too much appreciation shown.

“Learn something new every day so your conversation is never boring. Your opinions aren’t good conversation. People are drawn to those who tell entertaining and SHORT stories or who talk positive about other people.

“We are wonderful and unique … just like everyone else!”

There is a little sharing of the book of memories that I’ve put together for my kids. What advice would you give if you did a little book?

Happy Thanksgiving!

And I’ll see you on the bricks.