I wanted to add yesterday -- When we went to the gas station yesterday evening, there were three people working. They looked exhausted, and we felt so bad that they had to work on Christmas.

We went back home, made up a tray of cookies and one of the Christmas Cards of the dogs for them, and brought it back to them. The lady we handed it to couldn't stop saying thank you, and as we were pulling away we saw one of the guys walk over and eat a cookie.

I almost wanted to cry for them, here I was sitting with my family, playing cards and having fun, while they sat there having to work.