The Night Before Christmas 7
When I asked if my mom was the founder, I didn’t expect raucous laughter. “I can see how you’d get that impression, Sir,” my mom answered far more cordially than I might have expected her to when the laughs died down. “I am the President, and I host our annual Christmas shindig, but I didn’t start this little club.” I had so many questions – like how did she find out about it? Why did she join? There had to be some fantastic stories, but the crowd came to play the game. “We’d love to have you, Blitzen!” Mom said, inviting our neighbor to join the DSL club, which she happened to be the president of. Just take a moment to let that sink in—you’ve just found out there’s a DSL club, and your MOM …