Tombers is the President of Intermat,
Inc., a consulting practice that specializes in the intersection
of media, technology and marketing. For two years, he produced
the Emmys on the Web and supervised web related activities for
the Academy, including for the 50th Anniversary year of the
Emmy Awards. In addition to its consulting engagements, Intermat
recently sold METEORS TALE, an unpublished novel by Michael
ORourke, to Animal Planet for development as a television
movie. Visit his
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It is the morning after Thanksgiving and all through the house
not even a mouse stirs. Except for me. After dinner last night
I was too heavy with food and drink to be able to focus on
this weeks column so I got up relatively early to gather
my thoughts together.
My company just started working with a new client, Gershon
Bergwerk and Resume.com. Gershon is married to a woman who
was born in France and every year his in-laws fly over from
France because they find it wonderful that an entire country
stops to say: thanks. And to do it with food, which is very
French, even if our menu for the day is very not French.
It is a holiday I think we take for granted. Its always
been there, like Christmas, the beginning, in my mind, of
the annual Holiday season and an exhortation to get shopping
if I havent already.
But last night, with our friends Larry and Alicia, we took
a moment over the first glass of champagne to stop and do
our best to acknowledge the enormous number of things we have
to be grateful for. Alicia started us thinking with her thought:
how lucky we are not to have been born in Afghanistan.
We are, indeed, fortunate to have been born in this time,
in this place. And I stop and think about that a great deal
lately, when I sit and look out at the Claverack Creek and
contemplate my life. I am more fortunate than 99.9% of the
world and I so rarely stop and savor my luck.
I live with someone wonderful. I work at things which, for
the most part, make me smile. I live comfortably in one of
the most comfortable places in the world. We have great friends,
like Larry and Alicia, with whom we share a history. And after
they had departed other friends arrived to spend the weekend
and continue our Thanksgiving.
As I often do, I perused the front page of the New York Times
on line to see what was happening in the world and
it is still there in all its mounting woes. Israelis have
died in Kenya, an Israeli airliner missed by missiles. In
Iraq, weapons inspectors and beginning their work and the
march toward or not toward war is happening whether or not
we stop to say Thanks.
But we did stop and for a moment the world seemed very quiet
and very right and very full of good will.
It is time to take my thanks from yesterday and carry it with
me everyday and remember to say thanks even with all the violence
and the tempers raging in the world because, at the end of
the day, we are very very very lucky and I pray that luck