Not only on Thanksgiving, but every day I give thanks for all that I have.
I don't have Donald Trump's riches and I don't drive a sparkling new luxury car. But I know that what I have is of much greater value.
I'm fortunate to have love -- the love of my family and my wife and best friend of 38 years Roz. I have two fantastic children, Jennifer and Michael, and two grandchildren, Jack (named in my father's memory) and Gabriel. I still have my mother to keep me on the straight and narrow. I have the memories of those who came before me.
I have many friends and a smaller number of really close friends -- the kind that, even if you haven't seen them for months or more, you can pick up the conversation comfortably, as if you'd just spoken the afternoon before.
I'm fortunate that I love my work. I love where I live, right next to the greatest city in the world.
I am thankful for the gift of music, especially jazz. It never gets boring. It inspires, soothes and moves me.All of these things -- and so much more -- make me cherish each day that I am fortunate enough to wake up. For it all, I always give thanks, every day.