Holiday decorations

Despite being a curmudgeon, he enjoys happy holiday tree lighting - both in and out. 


His sainted wife took great pride in both: she would spend hours getting all those lights correct indoors (hint - you stand back and squint to make sure the tree lights are absolutely perfect.)  


Outdoors, she took great pride in watching the curmudgeon struggling with putting those damned strings up in a tree out front - despite risking his own health and future mobility, up on a rickety stepladder that he was too cheap to replace.  In desperation - and being an engineer by training - he hit upon the idea to use the frog gigger that one of her more bizarre bosses gifted her, and that worked out pretty well.


Feeling proud of his handiwork, he would step back to soak everything in.  His dear neighbor, Gladys Kravitz, kindly made the observation: "Yours, hundreds, her's thousands".  She was comparing my work with a professionally done tree two doors down.


Aah, the holiday spirit - good friends, good eggnog, good neighbors