I count myself a very fortunate person - a blessed person - to have some good friends. Why they put up with me is beyond me.
An excellent Christmas present: A Christmas card enclosing a $1000. blank check to be made out to the charity of our choice. That is a fine, joyful and welcome gift. It deserved some thought, but it will go to our church. First things first.
And more. Last night, another gift from another pal: "Let's hunt on Friday morning. Yesterday in the snow we got two Gadwalls, two Brant, 4 Mallards, and a Canada on the marsh inlet." (I suspect he got some Buffleheads too, but he knows I don't approve of shooting them.)
And, last week: "Let's go for some pheasants on the Saturday after Christmas."
Thank you, friends.