"Let there be dark."

And there was darkness.  For Christmas.  With Grandma and Grandpa.

Halfway through the holiday meal with the great big extended family, the power went out in the Town of Green Bay.  Cell phones flipped on first.  Flashlights emerged next.  Then candles were lighted.  Battery lanterns clicked on.  And, honest to goodness, kerosene lamps appeared as Grandpa recalled that this was the way things were for many farm families in Champion until electricity came in 1939.  I found it easier than ever to sneak extra Christmas cookies with blue sprinkles.

We had proceeded halfway through the lengthy gift exchange before the power was restored several hours later in the night - just as we started to take an over-under on what time the lights would return.

It was a Christmas to remember.