Wise Men Still Seek Him
Merry Christmas
When I was a kid Christmas was a magical, festive period. We’d all gather in my grandparents’ tiny house on the side of an abandoned mine in the Ozarks and made merry. The kids wore their Christmas finest, the adults, too. Everyone brought a dish, beer, wine, the works. there were multiple sets of dominoes, cards; the folding square card tables were unf…