Christmas 2002

I realized that I did not send a Christmas letter last year due to a computer melt down that took about three months to resolve. So, sorry. Because of that, I imagine that you are on pins and needles wondering about how the washing machine has faired over the last two years. I think it has was developed anger management issues because it has gradually improved its ability to function with an ever increasingly high-decibel-spin-cycle: (yell the following quickly, and repeatedly to get an idea) “Clanck-clanck-clanck-clank-clank-ching-ping-ching.” Closing the laundry room door dampens the cacophony, but a jumbo jet take-off can hardly compete. Gratefully, it cleans the clothes.