Christmas Letter, 1986
Season’s Greetings to one and all from one very happy and contented person. I’m running late with my Christmas letter because it has been such a full and happy year I hardly know
Season’s Greetings to one and all from one very happy and contented person. I’m running late with my Christmas letter because it has been such a full and happy year I hardly know
It’s hard to believe that Christmas has rolled around again and one year has passed so quickly. I guess that old saying is true: “Time flies when you are having fun!” Yes, this first full year of retirement has really been fun.
The lights, the carols and songs, the cheer and parties; even the glut of TV Christmas shows, pages of advertising circulars in newspapers and the mail urging “Buy from us!”; the chill of winter, the threat of snow and an early Chanukah herald the advent of our Christmas holiday season.
Goodness, I can hardly believe it is already December 15, just 10 days to Christmas. But it is, and I guess the 6 inches of snow falling outside helps create a little genuine atmosphere of the old fashioned white Christmas.
I’m starting my Christmas letter on Thanksgiving Day, looking out a window at palm trees, Italian cypress and olive trees; not exactly the post card version of trekking to “Grandma’s House – through the woods and over the snow.” But I’m here in Las Vegas,