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A Thought for Today

Go easy. Take no one unaware. Give each new friend, potential enemy and lover, time. Never consciously return home with more than you have given.

 

Dear Ken,

Last night I was watching Christmas in New England video. That in itself is a Christmas present. At the end Rod sings Going Home and afterwards he looks into the camera and says the following:

Someone said that home is a state of mind or merely a house.

Maybe, but I don't think so.

I think home is a safe place where memories are rekindled, kept alive like a winter fire; the flame of that fire always seems to sustain, take care of us when we're away from the safety of places we know and people we know and favorite beds.

Christmas is everything about the holiday that says home.

I know that Christmas isn't always a happy time for everyone, but I want you to know that whoever you are, wherever you are, somebody, somewhere this Christmas, this bright, holiday season is thinking of you.

Hearing Rod sing Going Home and watching him talk about home being a safe place gave me a warm, happy feeling.

Janice K

Thanks for this contribution, Janice. I can't think of finer sentiments to express at this time of year and Rod has, of course, done it in his own inimitable way.

I'll be back next week to wrap up 2001. (I really can't believe I've just said that. Where has this year gone?)

All that remains is for me to wish you all a merry, musical Christmas. May it be filled with lots of good things but above all peace, love and understanding.

 - Ken, Johannesburg, December 19

notable birthdays Jennifer Beals o Marianne Faithful o Janie Fricke o Jean Genet o Darryl Hannah o Elaine Joyce o Al Kaline o Albert A. Marks o Alyssa Milano o Richard Leakey o Alvin Lee o Amy Locane o Edith Piaf o Tim Reid o Fritz Reiner o Sir Ralph Richardson o Jessica Steen o David Susskind o Nan Talese o Cicely Tyson o Robert Urich
Rod's random thoughts Home is not a dwelling place, only an entrance.

You canít go home again, if your roomís been rented out.

Charity begins at home. My address is Box 2783, Hollywood, CA 90028.

WHEN AM I EVER GOING HOME?

When am I ever going home ?
Back to the fields that I once knew
before I went to seek out skies of bluer blue.
Oh, when will I leave London town ?
When will my traveling be through ?
Why is it now the newness seems no longer new ?

Some spring or fall, if time is good to me,
I'll ride away in the arms of love
and come back home to me.

Now as the clock of youth unwinds
old memories overflow my mind
and I wonder when I'm all alone
when am I ever going home ?

Oh, when will I leave London town ?
When will my traveling be through ?
Why is it now the newness seems no longer new ?

Some spring or fall, if time is good to me,
I'll ride away in the arms of love
and come back home to me.

Now as the clock of youth unwinds
old memories overflow my mind
and I wonder when I'm all alone
when am I ever going home ?

                                - from the album "Rod McKuen at the Movies"

 
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Birthday research by Wade Alexander o Poetry from the collection of Jay Hagan o Coordinated by Melinda Smith
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