We spent New Year's at the cabin this year for the first time in many years. It was a dream come true to me (maybe a little less so for grandma Barbara, but she was still a trouper). We skated and skated and skated on the rink that the neighbor plowed and flooded. We sat by the fire and read and read and read. Dad made an unbelievable meal of prime rib and shrimp on the Eve and we ate and ate and ate. Happy New Year indeed.
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