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Good morning everyone and a Merry Christmas to you all. Our Christmas celebration is a simple one. Last night friends stopped by and Sawyer read us Clement Moore’s “Night Before Christmas”. Today we will open a few gifts, some hand made and a few that bring food to the tables of others. We eat good food with appreciation for those who have made it possible, the farmers and fisherman, the good Earth and bountiful seas. The elves have been burning the midnite oil for weeks and will sleep well tonite in the wake of cherubs who could not sleep a wink last nite in restless anticipation of the arrival of the Big Man, Mr. Magic himself, the spirit of the day, St Nicholas. I am humbled by the magnitude of generosity, kindness, and compassion that is generated and magnified this time of year. Clearly the spirit lives in our children and in child-like hearts around the world. Whatever holiday you celebrate this time of year may your blessings be many and may your heart be filled with the spirit of a child.


Be well. Do good. Have a very happy holiday.
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Unknown said…
Here I sit, at work, on the day after Christmas, broken hearted. I wrote him a very nice letter. I strove all year long to be a good boy. I even went to all the local department stores and visited him in person. But did Santa bring me a schooner like I wanted? NO!!! Not even a sloop or a small cat boat. Only a calendar with pictures of million dollar yachts at exotic locations. Man, that's just pure torture.

So I'd better make my reservations on the Mary Day to sail on my million dollar yacht for a week with 27 of my closest new friends and a few dear old friends in exotic downeast Maine.

Happy Holidays to all and may the new year be healthy and prosperous.
December 26, 2008 at 12:08 PM
Michele B said…
I know how you feel Ed. I was a very good girl all year round. I need a car BADLY, but the man in red ignored me too. Sigh! Maybe he is getting senile. Did you really check that list twice, you red-furred old goat?

I too console myself with the fact that I made my reservation, and will be spending another memorable vacation next year with my friends. I may have to take a bus to Camden. Anyone driving through New Hampshire on the way to Camden? I'll pay for gas. :) Happy holidays and a wonderful year to all.
December 27, 2008 at 4:19 PM
Anonymous said…
I have heard that things are tough at the North Pole this year. They have had to restructure thier organization. The elves have been replaced with subordinate clauses. Happy Holidays!
December 30, 2008 at 11:36 AM
Anonymous said…
Dan, thanks for the laugh.

Special Ed, what kind of Grinch workplace has you working the day after Christmas? I just don't understand... So sorry you didn't get the big schooner and Michele, you didn't get a brand new car.

Maybe Paul & I will see you both 2009 on the Schooner Mary Day.

I am dreaming of swims around the schooner, although it's a chilly thought b/c it's 20 degrees here and winds 20-40mph...

Happy New Year to all.
Carolyn
January 1, 2009 at 4:41 AM
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