T’was a most delightful Christmas....
with the all the fam’ly....this year was supposed t’be a ‘consumable’ Christmas, an ‘eat, drink, ‘n be merry’ Christmas with all the children.. all mature adults now, well in a manner of speaking anyways....I’ve been saying for a long time now that I have enuff sweaters ‘n shirts ‘n stuff ‘n I just want ‘em to show up ‘n have fun....as a consequence, I gene’ly get ‘gag’ gifts which I appreciate no end.... this year, howsomever, I was surprized with a copy of Mark Twain’s autobiography...I wanted it for my personal collection of Twain, meager as it may be.....I consider Twain to be the benchmark for American writers ‘n as arguable as that might be for some people, it’s my opinion ‘n I’m sticking with it...anyways, the Twain autobio is very difficult to come by but son Dave was in Portland, Oregano, recently ‘n found a copy at a bookstore there so he ‘n Cary presented me with a Christmas copy...just tho’t I’d mention it....
we had a ‘mahvellous’ dinner that began early ‘n lasted late, the way such family holiday dinners are s’pozed to....
Then, of course, I cudn’t stay awake ‘n slept the sleep of the tired old man until 5 in the AM....HAPPY DAY AFTER EVERYONE.....
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