Eve of Christmas Eve

John woke us up early this morning so we could beat the impending blizzard headed over Lake Michigan. Maria drove us safely into Buckeye territory - driving to Toledo when she got hungry. We didn't think she was ready to eat while driving, so John took over. We came in time for the evening church with very traditional Christmas carols which I actually haven't heard much of yet this year.

Time goes by fast...


1998