I won't keep this long but I will say this: I'm what you might call blessed. Sure, life isn't all hearts and flowers but I take what I can get and what I can get is solid gold. I live the life of a lucky man in love. A man who sees hope in the world and wishes one and all can be just as lucky.

So no matter who you choose to worship or what holiday observance you respect and take part in, please do me a severe solid here, Howlers. PLEASE have a wonderful Christmas or Chanukah (Hannukah) or Kwanzaa or Ramadan or whatever your faith may ask of you. Because no matter what or who you believe in (or don't), one thing is for sure: This is a time for miracles. I see it all the time. I see what normal everyday folks will do to give another human being...one they might not even know personally...a good Christmas. To me, this is the meaning of this holiday or time of year. It's a time when the very best of humanity come out and do the work of the just.

And I wish I could hug you all. For one, I owe many of you so much. Debbie, my stunning wife, for giving me new purpose. My children and step-children for being alive, healthy and lovable. My friends and readers for being so supportive and caring. You all MAKE me. If I didn't have you, I wouldn't be here thanking you.

You're all The Greatest. And this is why this is another great Christmas for the books.

Happy Holidays, my excellent friends, and Happy New Year.

Coyote Duran

Associate editor, www.doghouseboxing.com

Public relations director, People's Champ Boxing

Ratings panel analyst, The Ring Magazine

Owner, Coyote Duran Art