George, do you remember the Christmas eve (or near to) when you and Vaughn got snowed in at our house, and we built up a big fire, and George had just discoverdd how to make whiskey sours? And we sang, and talked, until the wee hours? What a lovely time that was- one of my cherished memories. I fell in love with the both of you then, and it's a love affair that's never ended, nor will. Much love, tears and smiles to you and yours, Jean & George