The only thing that would've made my Christmas any better on a personal level would have been to be here, in Wolfeboro, all snowed in and watching some crazy dog sled race thought the center of Main Street. It's such a dream for me, and I wonder how it feels for all the people who stayed all these years and are still there. I have missed it, and my father and grandmother, and our old house, and my old friends (dead and alive) today, as I do every Christmas. The nostalgia is always overwhelming. We've had an absolutely perfect day, but this is the one thing that could've topped it. I'm not sure how many more years I can go wondering what it would be like to have a white Christmas again, I miss it so!