Apologies to Clement C. Moore … ‘Twas a Sunday in December, as day turned to night. Not a worry was stirring, all felt just right. No work tomorrow, no Sunday night dread. Just watching the Packers pull ahead! The TV was glowing, a warm, steady light. The Christmas tree twinkled, so peaceful and bright! There were no emails to answer, no meetings to plan. Just … Continue reading ‘Twas A Sunday In December