Through The Eyes Of A Child

We visit our good friends, Dave and Sue, every year on Christmas Eve.  They've opened their home to us for years, and we feel like part of their family.  It's always a fun, joyous time, with lots of good food, conversation and music.  This year was no exception, but there was a bit of sadness in the air as Dave had just lost his 91 year old father.  As we sat around and remembered his father Tom...and all of the many things he had accomplished in his 91 years of life, one of the nieces was playing a sweet little song on the piano.  It seemed to be just the right touch for the evening.