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Michael Morrissey
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Of Christmases Past

12/21/2020

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My Christmas Gift to Mother Superior...in Days of Yore


Christmas of 2020 will be remembered by those who celebrate for reasons unimaginable just one calendar year ago. And those reasons will be as varied as the breadth and width of the universe itself. More needn't be said.


This year, in a nod toward simpler and more sanguine times, we choose to reprise some of our early Christmas missives of a half-century ago, a time when Mother Superior determined to undermine the concept of the “Christmas Letter,”  fast becoming ubiquitous, and clogging mailboxes from coast to coast.

​Consider this our effort to distract you from the here-and-now...maybe even elicit a giggle. And the 2020 fringe benefit: we only clog your hard-drive.




​In 1972 We Say Goodbye to Fargo and Head East;
Mother Superior Addresses First Christmas in IL

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Once Again Toilet-Training Must Needs be Addressed;
Mother Superior Perplexed by Lack of Success


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1974 Brings New Challenges; Mother Superior Takes up Guitar, Briefly; Timothy Learns to Break Things with a Hammer at Montessori; and Paddy Gets Much Needed Break
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​Thus it has ever been; we wish you the very best for you and your extended family. Call, text, email, Duo, or Zoom each other...often; failing that, say a little prayer for those you love...even for those you have some questions about. We all need them (prayers) this year. God Bless.        —Mother Superior and the Christmas Goat, 2020--
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Basilica of St. James, Jamestown ND, where three generations of Morrisseys attended Midnight Mass for three-quarters of the 20th Century. Photo: Bill Kennedy 
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Amy Phillips
12/22/2020 12:47:28 pm

That bread looks amazing!! Merry Christmas, Mike and Sue, from Amy Dan.

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