My Thanksgiving Tradition

In keeping with WDW's tradition, here's William S. Burrough's A Thanksgiving Prayer.

But enough cheap cynicism.  Here's a true story that reminds me of the true meaning of Thanksgiving.  This month, Joel Hartman, a 36-year-old homeless man here in Atlanta, had reached that low point in his life where he was going through hotels' trash cans looking for food.  While doing so, he came across a once-in-a-lifetime find - a French tourist's wallet, complete with identification and credit cards.

Instead of selling the wallet to identity thieves or otherwise using his find for ill gains, he instead went to several hotels looking to return the wallet for no reward, finally finding that she was still checked in at downtown's Omni Hotel.  She had been robbed earlier in the day, but had not yet left Atlanta.  He returned the wallet without asking for any reward, but Omni management wanted to thank him anyway, and managed to track him down based on this surveillance camera picture of him looking to return the wallet.

So tonight, Thanksgiving Day, Joel Hartman will be staying for free at the Omni Hotel with turkey dinner and room service provided by the hotel, and will be leaving with $500 in his pocket.

Happy Thanksgiving, Mr. Hartman.