Family Christmas

Just like Jesus, when I was born I was the youngest in my family. Okay, Jesus was the oldest too, but that’s because he was the first. A mere technicality. Me? I was actually fourth, and last in line. Then, since my parents were convinced they couldn’t do any better, they quit. That’s one version. […]

Afraid of Christmas?

Should we be afraid of Christmas? Or should Christmas be afraid of us? So many are afraid of lawsuits and such, yet it’s hard to reconcile the fuss. Don’t say Merry Christmas when you talk to customers in your store. Don’t put the Nativity here. Is that a bible verse on government stationary? I don’t […]