I Tried For Hours...

...to find a picture to go with this post, but I don't think one has ever been taken that would convey what's in my heart.

When the boys came up they stopped by my place and we exchanged gifts. Simple enough. We then went to my brothers and the time there was almost mystical, in a father's eyes. The way the generations melded together. We sat around the table, they with their beers and we with our wine and martini's. Throwing around memories and dreams. The aunt cooking a prime rib. A marine whom has served his country with two tours in Iraq.

The banter was typical between adults and some twenty year olds. It was Christmas. Could not have been better. Nuff said. Love you guys. Forever.