Today is Sunday - cold, blustery and gray. A day to stay in bed or cozy up inside and chill. The Giants play today, Monday is tomorrow's song, and I am writing a blog to you.
My thoughts today are on gratitude, that elusive state of mind that can free us from the constant bondage of self and make us look up from our lives and say "thank you." A concert for Kenny is happening today. "Kenny," you ask, as I did, "Who is Kenny?" Kenny Santucci was a man doing his job, like so many of us do day in and day out, only his job was to serve and protect, to assist, and to help to enforce our laws. I didn't know Kenny and maybe you didn't either but I imagine he was a regular guy who loved his wife and kids, his friends and family, and had hopes and dreams for the future. And now he's gone. There is a void where a man once stood, a public servant who gave the greatest gift of all - himself.
I know this happens often in life. People pass of illness, old age, tragedy, and war. It's a part of life, death. So today we gather his family, friends, loved ones, and some musicians to remember, to acquaint, to attempt to ease the burden, the loss, and the pain and to say, "thank you Kenny."
My brother too is an officer of the law and my heart, my thoughts, and my efforts go out to all those who loved, knew, and respected Kenny Santucci. God Bless.
Nap
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