Christmas Letter, 1991
It’s the Sunday before Thanksgiving but Christmas is in the air. The weather has turned cold with bursts of large swirling snowflakes making the air look like three dimensional white lace.
Letter to Estonia – Dear Andres, Urve, & Children*
It is Christmastime – and time for my yearly letter. But I am writing you a special, separate letter, also. I have thought of all of you many times this year. In February or March, […]