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Yesterday, as I sat on the front porch basking in sunshine and warmth, I pondered all that still remains to be accomplished before our trip up north.  The presents are bought and wrapped The cookies are baked The cards are addressed and sent The house is decorated The suitcases are out and ready for packing The Christmas music plays on and on I'm ready I'm truly ready to celebrate the birth of Our Savior and to be in the company of those that I love. I pray that each of you will have a very Merry Christmas and Happy Hanukkah.

While we were visiting Michelle's over Thanksgiving week, the girls (M & P) gave us some incite as to how to work together.  At 5-1/2, their minds are going non-stop, always investigating and trying to figure out how to do something. We were in the kitchen talking when M screamed "Dad, there's a bug in the house!".  Dad went to check it out, only to discover a fly.  Dad calmly said, "Don't worry, it only a little fly".  He came back to our conversation.  We thought that was the end of the bug/fly, but the girls quietly plotted how they were going to catch this fly and "keep it safe". About 15 minutes later, they came scurrying into the kitchen to announce they had captured the fly and placed it in a clear plastic box with a kleenex for its bed.  They then described how they made a small ramp to "lure" this tiny creature into the box.  They were so proud of themselves to devise such a plan and have it come to fruition. The...

We have had many Thanksgiving Days to remember and cherish, but this one was especially meaningful and rewarding.  Our son and daughter-in-law have been telling us about their Thanksgiving Day experience each year, but this year we were able to experience it with them, Michelle & her family and her in-laws. Ten years ago our daughter-in-law's uncle established a foundation in memory of his wife's life.  This fund was set up to honor our military men and women who give so much of themselves.  Jen's aunt and uncle started giving to service men and women years before when they bought dinner for those who were eating out without family.  After her aunt passed, her uncle continued in this tradition, but expanded it.  He found a local restaurant who would help, he found people willing to donate money, gifts and their time.  He contacted Great Lakes Naval Station.  And so for 10 years this tradition continues.  He has moved out of the area and so...