A Good Christmas

Photo by author, Jim Parton

The Monday after Christmas. Here we are back at work, and the much-anticipated holiday is once again past us with even this first day flying by. It is a part of our accelerated aging process I am quite sure. When I was a kid in southern Oklahoma, and we were quite poor, Christmas was a time when there was a new pair of shoes, maybe a pair of pants, and always a stocking with an Orange, an Apple, some colorful hard ribbon candy, and a chocolate bar. We didn’t…