There was no early morning rush Christmas morning. I don't think the family was really
up and moving at all until 10. Not long after we had rubbed the sleep out of our
eyes Dad was rounding us up to go down to Northville. Uncle Mike has a Christmas party
every year on Christmas day. We usually miss it because it's a 2 hour drive each way,
today as in the past Jen and I drove at least that far just to get home. But it had
been a while and we really wanted to go see some of the family.
Here you see Mike and Pat, who Dad and I later trounced in two games of Pinochle.
The party was a nice time, though it was disappointing that Pat and Mike were the only
2 of Mom's siblings that could make it, I like the Dohertys a lot.