Holiday Greetings from the Left Coast

<>The closest we came to a White Christmas was the fog bank that rolled in for the morning. The girls spent the entire day in their pajamas that Sandy Clause delivered Christmas Eve. Santa made an appearance at the neighbors Christmas Eve party; he closely resembled me, and shares my literary taste. The kids, all over 18 except Helen, got early Kurt Vonnegut books from Santa, in an effort to develop their sense of alternate reality. My mom and Bill came over for a Huntie Christmas dinner, which included a “noble sight” (does anybody remember this reference from our grandmother?). The whole family loved seeing the Christmas pictures on the blog. Merry Christmas to all.

Jim, Wendy, Alex, Liz, Helen, Bill, and Aunt Lib

Santa Himself making a point to a neighbor.











The Gang.








91 Last week.








Jewish elf with Alex.