I had a bit of a George Bailey moment earlier this week.

Tuesday to be exact. Between 3:30 and 4:00 pm.

It was not long after my latest SCANS class in Truro, NS. I was reflecting on how well those two-hour sessions have gone so far. The two dozen attendees seem very interested and engaged. In fact, quite a few of them have told me so.

And that’s where George Bailey comes in. (Played by Jimmy Stewart, he’s the central character in the Frank Capra film, “It’s a Wonderful Life.”)

No, I had not been considering jumping into an icy river on Christmas Eve because my world had fallen apart. It was rather the grateful part, that comes at the end.

That’s because I had of course been in the dark before beginning to offer my SCANS talks about “History, Fiction and a little Rock ‘n’ Roll.” Would any of the attendees actually connect with my chosen topics and my way of delivering that content? Or was the world perhaps getting tired of hearing about topics that interest me? And which have been the subject of my writing for half a century.

Happily, it appears that such fatigue has not quite yet arrived. Of course, it’s coming; it comes for all of us. But for the moment, my George Bailey moment, it’s not here yet.

I have one more class to go. To be sure, I’m hoping for another couple of hours of interest and attention.

One more time, I’ll be grateful for that.