Christmas has come and gone at UPS. The horrid, wretched, dispicable nightmare of cardboad, tape, cold, exaustion and lack of sleep is over. The constant reminders of friends who decided that I was not upwardly mobile enough or that I was evil bcause of my enlistment or my support for the war can taper off. Now only the walking on eggshells at my parents house for a few more hours remains between me and rest.
As wretched as this holiday is to me personally it is important to keep in mind both those that enjoy it as well as those who are having a far harder time of it.