Thanksgiving Thursday is a day to appreciate all the wonderful things we are blessed with. Be it health, family, shelter, a great career or seven unwatched episodes of The A-Team in your Netflix Instant Queue.
For decades upon decades, Dairy Queen has been there for you in the summertime with ice cream, burgers, and the occasional visit from Bill Clinton. But how much do you actually know about this ever-evolving, soft serve-slinging "fan food" behemoth?
To see the honesty and generosity of people like this young worker, whose wages can't be much above the minimum, and a homeless man who has nothing -- it's a reminder that I still have a way to climb before I get to their level.
Dairy Queen to the youth of Martha's Vineyard is what the Wailing Wall is to my tribe. It is a prayer. It is an awakening. When DQ opens, everyone is assured that soon they will be able to stow away their winter gear until the next shock of ice.