December 24, 2016 - 2016 

Here we are, in the batter's box, the day before THE day. Christmas is almost upon us. 

Tonight, munchkins the world over, big and little alike, will be going to bed in anticipation of what might be under the tree in the morning. 

I feel a bit cheated as there's no sense in writing a Christmas letter. If you want to know what's been happening on Pentoga Road this past year, scroll back through the hundreds of logs. You'll learn more than I can probably remember. 

Our sons, all seven of them, seem to be doing well and the nine grandchildren are healthy, active, and doing whatever it is grandchildren do.

Six months away from turning ninety, Mom is still firing on all cylinders and is more active than many who are twenty years younger. Her philosophy remains, "Damn the torpedoes, full speed ahead!" 

Sargie and I are so happy.  There's not a day pass when we don't thank each other for simply being there. God gave us the ultimate gifts when he gave us each other. 


During this time of presents, family, friends, and love, remember why we celebrate Christmas, to recognize our Savior's birth, that of Jesus Christ our Lord. 

I'm going to take a break from writing for a few days. If history is any indicator, I'll be back sooner rather than later.

Once again, from those of us on Pentoga Road, Merry Christmas and Happy New Year.

May God Bless!

Sargie and Tom