I'm setting in my easy chair at 10:30 p.m. on Christmas Eve. We went to my wife's family for a Christmas Celebration earlier in the day and then picked up Dad from my Uncle's house in the evening.
I can't help but think to earlier Christmas Eve dinners at my Uncle's house. There were a lot more people around back then. Grandma and Grampa and the other uncle and aunt and my great aunt who was a jolly sort. Grandma and my Great Aunt had tea at 10 and 3 every day.
I remember when my uncle got a pool table and invited everyone out to the back room to give it a try. My Grandma declined stating that she had never been in a pool hall in her life and was not about to start now.
I was sitting across the table from my 11 year old daughter and thinking the world seems to be quite a bit different today.
Although, perhaps not. Earlier I listened to my brother in law tell about the war he was in and confirmed what I had read but never heard anyone say, "I was there and I saw it," kind of depressing really.