1. Well, there was Midnight Mass . . . .

    Even so, the fact that the girls (aged 20 and 17) stayed in bed until 9:00 was astounding, on Christmas morning.

    The presents have been opened, in our usual capitalistic display of intrafamily largesse, and I got a book about Andrew Jackson, workshirts, a couple of warm sweat shirts, and some tools. The kids cleaned up, of course.

    Merry Christmas to you, Steve, and thanks for visiting. Merry Christmas to everybody who visits our humble site, and even to those who don’t!

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