The Best Christmas Ever
Every year about this time when you are an adult you find yourself reflecting on the past. Christmas is like a bookmark in our lives and while one might blend into the next there are often moments or traditions that hold a specific significance. Sometimes, they are remarkable for their simplicity. When I was a young man my parents took me to Europe. It was my second time across the Atlantic. When I was younger we spent a summer driving around to genealogical sites and visiting the English Country Side. It was a magical introduction yet this trip however was different. This time it would be a trip that would span London to Vienna and Rome. In three short weeks I would visit or cross five countries and enter the greatest capitals created in the history of the world. It was also Christmas time and with a plane fare too low to resist, we boarded a nearly empty DC10 and left the eternal darkness of Alaska for Europe. I was fortunate, as an only child my parents could make the