All I Wanted for Christmas

The hardest part of living 3,000 miles away from the rest of your family is finding something to do with yourself come Christmastime. This year I really have to thank Peter and Melanie Zschau for treating me like one of their own boys. There was food, booze, and even presents waiting for me way out in the sticks of Western Massachusetts, even though I’m just an invader in their sector.

While nothing can make up for the fact that Mom and Dad are perched on an entirely different ocean than mine, the Zschaus made it a lot easier to spend the holidays away. Thanks, guys, it means a lot to me.

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