Sights and Sounds
A glimpse, or a taste…
6:00pm, Cape Cod, Massachusetts, and the threat of snow was in the air.
It was Christmas Eve, 2006, and our small family’s holiday goblets were filled with Dew: the kitchen was a blur of activity as the roast was pulled from the oven and the haunting smell of fresh Pillsbury crescent rolls washed over me. It was the land of plenty, and we were Americans.
November 29, 2007
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