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Saturday, December 25, 2004

Merry Christmas

The weather's been horrible across most of North America, with even Victoria, Texas getting the first white Christmas it has seen in 86 years.

I know I'm not one of those thousands who are stranded or put out by the weather, but I want to just offer this:

The snow is beautiful, white and clean (until the salt trucks pass, but we're not talking about that). See the beauty of it. See the blank slate that has fallen from the sky upon which you can impress a new path. The snow is an insulator both of temperature and sound - hear how quiet things can be. It's fun: why do you think both kids and dogs - who can let go and be free far easier than us stuffy adults- go mad for the snow.

Enjoy it, once you're safe and sound.

I hope all of you have a safe, secure and happy holiday. Enjoy your friends and family, and remember that for some, friends are more family than they will ever need. Remember that I am thinking about you and wishing you well: no one is alone. Remember that you've risen to another day of adventure, of new opportunities.

Happy Holidays, Merry Christmas all.

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