Our dear friend, Rick Stokes, died today. After a 4 mile jog, Meg and I made dinner and spent time with their family. Just yesterday Rick harrassed me about never seeing me at church and hardly participating. He was just 68 and died peacefully in his sleep. He will be missed.
Every other hour we spent in preparation for our Polar Bear Plunge and party. We invited friends from the community and church this year, and it was a grand time. Austin planned games and prizes. Meg, Maddie and I totally crushed the word scramble game. Andy's large circumfrence won him the Christmas tree role, and we ate SEVEN loaves of bread [chocolate, rosemary, Christmas (craisin, pecan and white chocolate chip), cheddar jalapeno and plain] along with three crockpots of soup.
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