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We whish you a Merry Christmas (3 times)... and the donuts are here!

Dear members and constituents,
I'm going to go out on a limb and wish each of you a Merry Christmas! I know the favored term these overly-politically correct days is "Happy Holidays". I think Happy Holidays is appropriate if you are a corporation representing a broad number of individuals who each may celebrate different Holidays (Christmas, Hanukah, Ramadan, Kwanza, the Saturnalia... Hanukwanzachristmakah). As an individual, however, I only celebrate one of these and it happens to be Christmas. I intend no disrespect for those of you who may celebrate another one of these holidays (nor am I trying to proselytize by using the term). In fact, I believe it would be perfectly acceptable (and not at all offensive to me personally) if you responded with a "Happy Hanukah" (or other holiday of choice).

Regardless of what holiday you celebrate (and if you don't celebrate any, a bah-humbug to you too), I think donuts are the universal expression of holiday cheer. And I think it quite fitting that Ed Stocker be the one to delight us today with these sweet treats. For those of you who have been around the club for a while, you know he has often filled-in for me when I've had to be out on vacation (and be kept away from these sweet delights). I think of him as the spirit of the Friday Donut Club (despite his tardiness, some of which he attributes to the 20 minute line at Krispy Kreme). So come celebrate the spirit of the season with a cup of hot cocoa and a sweet donut.

Happy Friday!

P.S. For those of you around next week, there is no need for despair. I won't be in, however, Mr. John Schoder has donut duty. I expect he will bring-in a couple of dozen instead of the usual four dozen, which should be more than enough.

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