Merry Christmas. Here we are with another year gone by. Our boys have had a wonderful Christmas as have our girls. Santa came to see David and Max. The Reindeer ate the oatmeal they left out for them. The wooden toy from Santa's workshop was a boat. When the weather gets warm they'll have to go try them out down at the river.
'For we are mistaken when we look forward to death; the major portion of death has already passed. Whatever years be behind us are in death's hands.' Seneca