Loners

But I do remember a few Christmas Days I was all alone.

One I spent in my tiny but warm Rocky Mountain cabin (no plumbing, wood cook stove etc.)at 8000 feet listening to The Denver Nuggets play basketball on the radio.

Part of the day I spent hauling and chopping firewood, and moving the outhouse over to hole #2 since I was getting the frozen finger of feces poked in my nether regions every time I used it. (You probably had to have lived at 8000 ft in the dead of an 8000 ft RM winter to understand what I am talking about. )

Admit I felt lonesome for a just a bit but since I am an introvert socially it didn't really faze me. Kept busy, read a book, and cooked myself some festive red beans and rice for dinner.