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Christmas 2001

T'was the night before Christmas, the phone lines were free,
When Jess appeared with another "I need more internet" plea.
She's home from the stables, which aren't very far,
Turned 16 in September and loves driving the car.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
Jess works at PetSmart, & all (her horse) Skate's gifts came from there.
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of (football players') stinky feet danced in her head.
Jess is now a school trainer; she spends lots of time there,
Practicing her first aid, while gasping for fresh air.
In the spring she played lacrosse and still volunteers,
Helping handicapped kids ride horses - she thinks they are dears.
Me in my bow and Pa in his top hat,
Had just settled down without having sat.
When to the window we flew in a quandary,
To see Rebeccah coming home with her laundry!
She was back from college - now twenty one,
Still driving the old Honda when it wants to run.
(Did we mention it broke down on her on her 21st birthday and she was in her PJ's?)
Working at the Bon Ton at school and at home,
She's a well-dressed fashion major, never caught without a comb.
She loves the beach; it's probably her favorite place,
But whenever she goes, a mysterious rash appears on her face.
The moon on the breast of the new fallen snow,
Shines on our pup, who is now 6 feet below.
More rapid than eagles, Whitney's illness it came,
She's buried in the flower bed & Ma's allergies have tamed.
Off to Lancaster's Nursing School Nancy flew,
With her sleigh full of books, and a check for tuition due.
She took a course to become a Certified Nursing Assistant,
It was a big challenge, but she is quite persistent.
She works at Landis Homes now… gives residents their medication,
Checks their blood pressure, pulse, and respiration.
She enjoys it immensely, and they think she's just dandy,
Each day she comes home with her pockets full o'candy.
"Weezie" still watches the little ones & the kitchen never closes,
She's constantly changing diapers & wiping runny noses.
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
To Kansas for Thanksgiving Ryan flew thru the sky (braver than I).
At Millersville University he spends most of his time,
Working on Java, C++, and website design.
Then in a twinkling I heard him fall down the stairs,
His master boot record was toast - Oh despair!
The system's back up - it works even better,
How does he do it on just Fruit Roll-Ups and Dr. Pepper?
When what to my wondering eyes did appear,
But a miniature sleigh - NO - that's Robin in a new van - Wow - It's been 20 years!
He was dressed all in wool from his head to his arthritic toe,
To Hershey Park's Candy Lane he was ready to go.
His eyes how they twinkled, his dimples how merry,
It's been warmer this year, so his nose wasn't cherry.
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Gets him so many gigs he scarcely has time for bed.
He spoke not a word but went straight to his work,
Fixing computers all day nearly drives him berserk.
But I heard him exclaim as he drove out of sight,
Merry Christmas to all & hope you all write.

Have a joyful holiday.

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