On Sun, 26 Dec 1999, Mary Krugman wrote:

> ... babies are born, cars are smushed, 15 year-olds are caught in the
> netherworld between vodka and Christmas stockings, and the Kestenbaums are
> singing Adon Olam to the tune of Jingle Bells.

Actually, Sarah chose that moment to go running off toward the back of the
room, and I was too busy chasing her to sing.

> And Larry, programming after Midnite on a Friday??? Get some sleep!

You must not know any programmers :-)

In any case, thanks to that work, I hope to have the expanded and improved
new version of my web site up by midnight tonight.  That's 10,177 HTML
files to generate, compress, upload, uncompress, and rename.

> I have just waved goodbye to my 80+ year old parents who have come to New
> Jersey from upstate New York. Our roles now reversed - I am packing them off
> with care packages, checking their room to make sure they haven't left
> anything, helping them up and down stairs, trying to eliminate as much
> frustration as possible in these fragile days. It seems just yesterday that
> we spent our holidays in front of the big tree in the front room of the old
> house where I grew up. That house was sold long ago -- too much snow to
> shovel, too many leaves to rake -- so now they come to celebrate Christmas at
> my house. Each year their visit becomes more precious.

No kidding.  The only ancestor we have left is Janice's mom, and she is
precious to us.

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Lawrence Kestenbaum, [log in to unmask]
The Political Graveyard, http://politicalgraveyard.com