Shade Tree Wisdom 12/28/12

         This date was always a celebration at our house because it was my Father’s birthday, and the family looked forward to getting out of the house in the winter. Snow covered the ground, the air was cold and crisp, and the winter “cabin fever" was starting, so this was a chance to get out and visit.

           So they came, each bringing a cake or a plate of sandwiches or something else. The teenagers left to go skating at lighted  Brown Deer Park, the others played cards, chess – that was always uncle Robert and uncle Oscar off in the corner,- visited, knitted, exchanged recipes exchanged news, and the youngsters played checkers, monopoly, and other games.           The evening ended when Mom and several aunts made coffee, served sandwiches and cakes. Then off for home, Nice.

           Such an evening never ended without singing. I can hear uncle Oscar’s booming base and aunt Lydia’s sweet Soprano yet.

             “God be with you till we meet again,”

             I leave you with that thought, God, who is ever present as He promised, be with you till we meet again.

GPD 12/28/12