While I am sitting here, my parents were in Princeton
A quite wonderful time and Princeton looked lovely. My thoughts travelled a thousand different places that night, thinking of each place Christmas seems to find me in. I thought of all the people I had spent Christmas with and I miss them all, a longing that is a testament to our memories rather than some dissatisfaction with the present. In fact, I am as a happy as a Little Neck Oyster, a dozen of them on the half shell that made up our appetizer that night.