Editor’s Letter
Dear Friends Pondering reader letters on page 11, as well as the Writer-in-Residence and Chimes essays in this issue, I marvel at how memories of Christmas continue to shape modern celebrations, and thoughts drift to my youth. In our household, the festivities began with a day of cookie-making. On the eve of this annual event, Mother would prepare the homemade dough, pull out metal cutters reserved for the occasion, and ready her cookie jar for the goodness to come. I can almost feel the warmth of that long-ago cozy kitchen, full of merriment as we children rushed to the counter. My sister and I devoted ourselves wholeheartedly to fashioning works of art, while our brother had the most fun eating frosting straight from the bowl. All three of us remember fondly these…