Never a Christmas morn,

    Never the old year ends,

    But someone thinks of someone,

    Old days, old times, old friends

                          (Author unknown)

Each holiday season, I proudly display this framed piece which was completed in 2000. The saying has always been one of my holiday favorites and represents much of what Christmas means to me.

During my forever ago crafting days, I utilized my creativity to include it in what became my first and only originally designed cross-stich project. It was an especially proud moment for me to have achieved this end result.

Now…whenever I experience the typical holiday anxiety, stress, or even sadness—as most of us do especially during this time of year—I find comfort and a sense of ease simply by studying the images and silently reciting those words.

As a way to express my appreciation to the families and friends of six innocent Wisconsin men, the men themselves; Michael Piaskowski, Reynold Moore, Michael Hirn, Dale Basten and Michael Johnson, and to all of you for your continued interest, amazing feedback, and unwavering support of my ongoing advocacy, I offer this special something from my grown up Christmas list; a genuine wish that these same images and words will provide whatever is necessary to fuel your inner peace and sanity, now and throughout the New Year.

Happy Holidays to all of you!

Joan and Mike Treppa