Over the past few years, the Morrow Family Christmas Letter (MFCL) has endured its share of ups and downs. A writer’s strike and housing market crash threatened to shelve of our annual ‘envelope of happy.’ Last year the MFCL was deemed “too big to fail,” and a last minute bailout with a bridge loan to nowhere and a Christmas Eve agreement with our union (UMFCLW) allowed us to deliver the 2008 MFCL. The eleventh-hour bailout was crafted to give you just enough MFCL to stimulate your own Christmas cheer. You - incapable of providing for your own cheer - urgently needed this bailout or your entire holiday would implode. Wednesday, December 23, 2009
Morrow Family Christmas Letter #8: Christmas 2009
Over the past few years, the Morrow Family Christmas Letter (MFCL) has endured its share of ups and downs. A writer’s strike and housing market crash threatened to shelve of our annual ‘envelope of happy.’ Last year the MFCL was deemed “too big to fail,” and a last minute bailout with a bridge loan to nowhere and a Christmas Eve agreement with our union (UMFCLW) allowed us to deliver the 2008 MFCL. The eleventh-hour bailout was crafted to give you just enough MFCL to stimulate your own Christmas cheer. You - incapable of providing for your own cheer - urgently needed this bailout or your entire holiday would implode. Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Morrow Family Christmas Letter #7: Christmas 2008
‘Tis the season for big government bailouts!
In retrospect, the MFCL just got too big too fast. Like many, we fell victim to
Monday, December 24, 2007
Morrow Family Christmas Letter #6: Christmas 2007
Either way, you may be tempted to wonder
Sunday, December 24, 2006
Morrow Family Christmas Letter #5: Christmas 2006
Then a close friend confided that each day since Labor Day, he has trudged to his mailbox, often through the snow and ice, in hopes
Saturday, December 24, 2005
Morrow Family Christmas Letter #4: Christmas 2005
Friday, December 24, 2004
Morrow Family Christmas Letter #3: Christmas 2004
Greetings and a very Merry Christmas to all our dear friends and family. We are now in year three of the Morrow Christmas letter tradition and, as any movie buff will tell you, the third installment of any trilogy is rarely any good. Consider: Godfather III, Matrix Revolutions, even Return of the Jedi lacked a certain pizzazz present in its predecessors. And let’s not even delve into Superman III (Richard Pryor? And no Lois Lane? Come on).
We share this as a way of dampening expectations, thereby raising our likelihood
We share this as a way of dampening expectations, thereby raising our likelihood
Wednesday, December 24, 2003
Morrow Family Christmas Letter #2: Christmas 2003
Merry Christmas to Our Dear Family and Friends!
Last year we took our first crack at the fashionable and en vogue “Christmas Letter.” We made the conversion for the least noble of all reasons: “everybody else was doing it.” Our blind buckling to peer pressure has now become a full-fledged Morrow Family Tradition. It’s not quite on par with reading the Christmas story out of Luke on Christmas Eve; but certainly above our tradition of dressing the dog up
Last year we took our first crack at the fashionable and en vogue “Christmas Letter.” We made the conversion for the least noble of all reasons: “everybody else was doing it.” Our blind buckling to peer pressure has now become a full-fledged Morrow Family Tradition. It’s not quite on par with reading the Christmas story out of Luke on Christmas Eve; but certainly above our tradition of dressing the dog up
Tuesday, December 24, 2002
Morrow Family Christmas Letter #1: Christmas 2002
Dear Friends:
We’ve always been more the Christmas card types. You know: buy the cards, write something short and sweet for each of our friends, lick the stamps, drop ‘em in the mail. That’s us. Most of you probably already know the routine, since you are veterans of the Morrow Christmas Card List. We don’t send pictures of ourselves, or our kids (in our case a runt black lab mix mutt who is named after our 40th U.S. President). And, until this year, we didn’t send “the Christmas Letter."
So, why now? Have our lives become so fascinating that we
We’ve always been more the Christmas card types. You know: buy the cards, write something short and sweet for each of our friends, lick the stamps, drop ‘em in the mail. That’s us. Most of you probably already know the routine, since you are veterans of the Morrow Christmas Card List. We don’t send pictures of ourselves, or our kids (in our case a runt black lab mix mutt who is named after our 40th U.S. President). And, until this year, we didn’t send “the Christmas Letter."
So, why now? Have our lives become so fascinating that we
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