Alone, all alone
Nobody, but nobody
Can make it out here alone.”

Maya Angelou

Christmas is now a fond memory for 2013. 

Roll up your sleeves with anticipation at the arrival of 2014.

I’m revamping the studio and today I found an old news paper cutting  of Keith and I with the Bambinos and it bought back memories of past Christmases.

We didn’t get invited to relatives or even our parents houses for Christmas with our troops.
Its not that they were badly behaved, to be honest they were more polite than most, but the sheer number put the fear of dread into the most staunch of family members.

For years we shared Christmas with a family like ours, The Howards. With our 13 and a few extra foster children or exchange students and their 15 we had the best Christmases in the world.
Yes, thats 32 + people under…