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As the pictures below suggest, we had a very lovely Christmas visit with our Kansas family, including snow, many movies, cozy fires, redundant magic shows and laughter galore. Now we’re back to being Fayetteville homebodies in front of our own fire, and I’m doing my usual December 31st routine. You know, reminiscing in my pajamas about the year gone by while daydreaming about the one to come.

Last night we celebrated our beloved priest Lowell Grisham’s retirement from St. Paul’s where our wonderful mayor Lioneld Jordan spoke about Lowell’s relentless loving work on behalf of LGBTQI people and minority people and poor people and every other kind of people that Jesus would have us look after. I whispered to Huck something about the miracle of those two men helping lead a southern town in the corner of Arkansas, and for a split second I felt some hope for this ol’ country of ours that has surely seen better days. At the end of the night we all held onto each other and sang “Auld Lang Syne” as a final goodbye, promising to take a cup of kindness yet.

I don’t know what tomorrow holds or all those days that follow, but I think I’ll just keep holding on to the people I love and chugging from that cup. Especially on this bitterly cold winter’s day that has so far included, among other things, a fireside game of Life that turned me into a pig farmer veterinarian with a $100K salary and a timely $50K bonus for keeping three of my New Year’s resolutions.



Pappy T

December 31st, 2017

Ah, for Auld Lang Syne, CHUG, JJ, CHUG!

Aunt Jeni

December 31st, 2017

Happy New Year’s Eve to one of the most loving families I know!

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