Volume XXXIX December 25, 2012
Christmas 2012
Few people
have been so foolish as to write a Christmas letter for thirty-nine years--especially
when it appears that writing of any kind appears to be fading out of
existence. The number of Christmas cards sent in the
country has fallen by twenty per cent in the last five years and few cards today
even contain a handwritten signature much less an attempt at a line or
two of written text. The Luddite in me perseveres in a semi-
rational way. I still drive a 1994 stick
shift Honda with doors that actually have to be opened by a turned key. Yet it doesn’t start with a crank or even have crank windows. Jan
and I now do carry cell phones and sometimes I even remember to turn mine on. And of course I do use a computer to compose
these messages. But the writing rubber
meets the road in the reflection you must undertake when you attempt to comment on how you have weathered the
year. What has exhilarated you? What has raised your bile? What has saddened you? And finally how can you share those very human sentiments with some of your friends without becoming
strident, overly partisan, or
self-congratulatory?
So let us
start with the exhilarating news. Our
son David, to our delight, married Lotta
Vihriala a year ago last summer and moved to her native Finland. This precipitated our major trip this summer
to see them in Helsinki and meet our new extended family. You can see lots of pictures of that trip
beginning with my blog entry below. http://stirringthepudding.blogspot.com/2012/09/finland-other-scandinavia.html
I urge you to take a peek.
It’s kind of scary to think that a two- month old baby already has 7000 frequent flyer miles. David, who at the age of 48, is not all that experienced in child care, wanted to know if new parents had to have a baby shower. We answered, “not if you change her very quickly.”
Thanksgiving was doubly meaningful because we had our whole family there
to enjoy.
In the back row daughter Amy Brown,
grandson TJ(17), David, and grandson Mikel(10).
In front grandma Jan, daughter-in-law Lotta, granddaughter Frida, and
grandpa Jim. No ages provided for the
oldsters.
In the Brown
household, the biggest news is that our daughter Amy, a primary teacher,
received her Master’s Degree this fall.
It took a great deal of
sacrifice and lots of evening and summer vacation hours to complete the degree. We congratulate her. Grandson
Mikel is in fifth grade and doing
well though following in the footsteps of both grandma and mom in coming to
grips with his braces. Grandson TJ is
now driving, holding down a part-time job at Kumon, and a high school Junior. He is carrying a B average and is
interested in Firefighting and EMT work. Daddy Todd was not able to join us for
Thanksgiving as he has a new job at a smelter.
It is hot and dirty work but pays better than selling building
supplies.
So here we are closing a year that has offered our family so much
exhilaration, but unfortunately also we are a family of teachers trying
somehow to contend with the sadness brought
on by another horrifying act of domestic terrorism against innocent children
and teachers . We can only pray in the
upcoming year our country can find the
courage to explore ways of controlling this senseless slaughter.
Be good and
remember that we could all take a lesson from the weather. It pays no attention to criticism.
p.s. Did you
ever wonder what was the best thing before sliced bread?
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