Christmas is only three days away, and I have been thinking a lot lately about Christmases years ago at our home in the South Side Brainerd neighborhood of Chicago. The photograph above was taken some time in the mid-1950s, when my sister Susan and I were young, and we were all together as a family. My father Nelson was a dentist, and had his office just a few blocks away, allowing him to come home for lunch every day. My mother Mary was a housewife. Our grandparents were all alive and living nearby, as were most of our other relatives, too, and we all spent a lot of time together. These days that is a very rare thing. Now, except for our cousins, my sister Susan and I are the only ones left, and we both miss those good old days. Christmas is all about family, and so I hope everyone out there who are able will spend as much time as possible with their family during the holidays, enjoying each other's company, even if some of them are Trump supporters. Nobody's perfect, after all. And I should know.
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