I absolutely adore Thanksgiving. It's the only holiday I insist on making myself.

Over the Thanksgiving holiday I took time to reflect on what is most important to me and realized I need to find a way to put the fun back into racing.

If you think Independence Day is America's defining holiday think again. Thanksgiving deserves that title hands-down.

That's what the holidays are for - for one person to tell the stories and another to dispute them. Isn't that the Irish way?

From 1971 onwards the Memorial Day holiday was officially observed on the last Monday in May and became the unofficial start of the summer with barbecues blockbuster movie openings and mattress sales.

Passover and Easter are the only Jewish and Christian holidays that move in sync like the ice skating pairs we saw during the winter Olympics.

Every Christmas now for years I have found myself wondering about the point of the celebration. As the holiday has become more ecumenical and secular it has lost much of the magic that I remember so fondly from childhood.

During the holidays everyone needs a break from studying for exams and Christmas shopping. I wanted to put together a diverse tour that rocks in many musical directions but always points to Christ.

I'm so depressed. Christmas is the worst of all. Holidays are terrible worse than Sundays. I get melancholia.

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