I hope this letter finds you and your family full and peaceful after a relaxing Thanksgiving holiday, maybe still basking in the warm hum of a do-nothing weekend without homework assignments or college applications.
I hope this letter finds you having weathered the Black Friday storm and the thundering aftermath of ads and commercials reminding you that there is still plenty of valuable “stuff” you cannot live without, all available at half-off for a limited time only.
I hope this letter finds you comforted and decompressed from eating leftover turkey and stuffing and pie too many consecutive days in a row. Fingers crossed, your feet are up on the couch now and you’re reading your favorite book because you want to and not because you have to… and the only pressing thing you must find closure on is the movie you and your friends are going to order On Demand just as soon as you finish making the world’s greatest sandwich.
And as you look inside your fridge and find the last leftover fixings needed to construct the greatest “leftovers” sandwich known to mankind, I hope you will find what every teenager should have - health and happiness - and, of course, a turkey-mashed-potato sandwich that includes a colorful swirl of fresh tomatoes and cranberry sauce topped with mayonnaise.
Once you’re sitting down enjoying that noble yet simple masterpiece, a giant glass of cold milk standing guard nearby, I hope you get to see the leaves and the wind dance the tango in red, yellow and orange from your kitchen window, as Fall turns into Winter, and as we all shift and move, reach and stand up for diversity, equality and kindness…
Amazing how a leftover turkey sandwich on a Sunday afternoon can bring that kind of clarity. It really does hit the spot, though, especially right before Monday strikes again, and the world revs up its rhetoric machine all over again in a noisy cafeteria filled with ignorant jargon and stale Salisbury steak.
Oak, finally, I hope this letter finds you illuminated by the light you shined on the world because you went to Mona Shores High School. You are a courageous leader in a time when there are few, but first, and more importantly, you are a still just a kid trying to enjoy his youth when and while he can. So go fix yourself another sandwich and enjoy every bite…. and for goodness sake, use real mayonnaise not that Miracle Whip nonsense.