So I have this vivid memory that I'd like to share with you..so yea, for years, I spent today blurring through the holiday in between Phish shows..whether it was Hartford or Albany, and ending with a shindig of all shindigs in Worcester..It was always fun, and there were always memories to be kept from those Thanksgiving runs..like this one.

I used to have a guardian angel. I think his name was Brian. He was a burly guy, with long dark hair and a beard. I saw him everywhere. I never really got to know him or anything, just someone you ran into at so many shows you eventually said hi!

So it was Albany, 11/25/98. We had just come off an exhausting trip to Hampton where my brother's car just outright died and had to convince him to rent a Uhaul to tow it home so that we could boogie on up to New Haven for a mediocre show. Albany tho, was kick ass as usual. We came out in a fury of greatness..and I remember looking over the balcony, and who should appear? None other than my guardian angel..smiling up at us..with just a few words of wisdom..

HAPPY TOFURKEY DAY!

I rushed down the stairs and gave him a big hug, knowing that we all would be heading home for just one day of feasting before heading up to Worcester for more fun. I haven't seen him in a few years..I just wanted to say that today, I am thankful for memories of days like that..and of guardian angels..in all their glory..shouting the most appropriate things ;)