An amazing thing happened this year, I no longer have any children. No, I
didn't do anything violent; the youngest turned 21 - they are now all
adults and totally capable of taking care of themselves without any monetary
or emotional support from their parents. Hah! I suspect that in the modern age
kids reach adulthood around 45. Just another 20-odd years of pauper hell
to go then.
By the way, if you had any doubt whatsoever, it's Christine that provided the
emotional support. Talk about stating the obvious.
When I say they are all adults, I of course don't include Andrew, 26 going on
12. The Peter Pan of the family, without the green tights and fairy fixation.
At least not that I know of. Xbox and sport fixation for sure. Work fixation,
well, not so much. As long as the Red Sox and Patriots are winning and he can
afford FIFA 2010 then life is good. And life is pretty good right now.
The big news of the year is Ellie getting her first real job, and more
importantly her first real paycheck. She's very excited that she can now
afford luxuries like food and heat (luxury! I remember sleeping in a paper
bag in middle o' road and eating warm gravel for breakfast blah blah.) She's
working in the Big Apple, The City That Never Sleeps, The Capital of the
World. No, not Salem, the other one, New York. Actually Brooklyn, famous
for the Brooklyn Bridge, Hot Dog Eating Contests, a baseball team that moved
to California and now for being the home of the world famous Ellie Brown.
She's sharing an apartment in a trendy neighborhood with two other girls.
I've never been a fan of NYC but her place is really cool. The subway is at
the end of her block and there's lots of great restaurants, delis, and bars,
all within a few minutes walk. Unfortunately they are all full of Yankee
supporters so she has to avoid them. Not that it's a problem, she is a first
year teacher so she doesn't have time to do anything but work anyway. She
teaches in a school in the other (not so salubrious) side of Brooklyn. An
interesting place as long as it's light and you are heavily armed.
Stephen is still studying in Virginia. Yes, Virginia, there is a Santa Claus
and he's giving Stephen a graduation in May. Hopefully. He's heading for a
degree is economics, the dismal science. Perfect for getting a job in the
dismal economy. Of all the kids, I worry the least about Stephen. I'm not
sure whether it's because he's so far away, or his supreme self confidence
that the world is his oyster and if someone doesn't hire him it's totally
their loss and they must be complete idiots anyway. Jerks!
I have no doubt he'll go far in America.
I'd like to go on record by saying how proud I am of my kids Andrew, Ellie
and Stephen, not one of them has a criminal record. If I had to put money
on which of my kids would be the first (hopefully the only) one to be arrested
I'm pretty sure I'd have gone with Stephen. Well Stephen has surprised me
by not getting caught – what a good boy he is. Unfortunately the same can't
be said for Gregory the jailbird. Perpetrator of the most heinous of all
crimes against humanity. Yes, drinking beer when only 20 years old. It cost
him a night in the big house and a whole heap of p**s taking from the rest of
the family (well, OK me). Luckily drinking beer is the most un-terrorist of
crimes so he should escapes indefinite internment at Guantanamo Bay.
A bit of a party animal is our Gregory by all accounts and a night cooling
his heels in the chokey didn't seem to dampen the passion for excess alcohol.
Just like his mother (except for the jail time, we all know there ain't no
jail big enough to hold Christine). He's still playing soccer at college but
unfortunately he had to decline an invite to the USA squad for the World Cup.
It's just a bad time, what with all those end of year exams and especially
those end of year parties to attend. Maybe following World Cup when the USA
will enter as champions!
Speaking of the World Cup, I'm getting excited already. My goal is to watch
every game (a mere 64) while drinking a beer from at least one of the
countries playing. I've tried it before and it's really hard. Not the
drinking beer part, that's fairly easy, but finding beers from some of the
countries. Some games are a piece of cake, USA v England, I can go to the
fridge right now and do a few combinations of that one. One side effect is
that I must be the only non-German to root for Germany to progress. And as
for France beating Ireland, Come On! I've got a fridge full of Guinness! The
problem comes with Algeria v Slovenia or North Korean v Ivory Coast. If
anyone knows of some Algerian or Slovenia beer, and better still, a package
store in the greater Boston area that sells a six pack then let me know.
Extra credit for finding a North Korean beer.
My favorite story of the year involves Christine (of course). We were headed
up to Nova Scotia in February (yeah, a great time to visit Canada!) and were
going through Canadian immigration with Christine driving. The Immigration
Officer asks if we have any weapons; nope. “Any other items for personal
protection?”, “What, you mean like condoms?” replies Christine.
Condoms! How the hell do you fend off a mugger with condoms? At least it
gave the Immigration Officer a laugh; but I'm surprised he let us into the
country. Her parents must be very disappointed at her non-Catholic method of
personal protection.
Have a great Christmas and New Year.
Christine--Inmate 495-----Andrew----------------Ellie-----------------Stephen--------------Mick
I bet this is the only Christmas letter you get containing the word "condom".