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Vegas to Fargo

Molly and I returned to Fargo from spending a Christmas in fabulous Las Vegas, Nevada, and we are settling back into our regular duties on the northern Great Plains. Since temperature comparisons are eternal sources of fun and conversation, it seems worth while to note that right now, as I type, the temps in Fargo are 29°F, while in Vegas it is 39°F. Of course, the Vegas high is expected to top out at 65°F today, while the Fargo high at 37°F. Of the latter, this means snow will melt so it can freeze solid when the temps return to sub-zero starting this Sunday (the Fargo high for Sunday is -7°F, dipping further to -13°F on Wednesday and Thursday — yes, the high, not the low).

So yes, the weather is always fun to talk about. I don’t mind the cold, or the bitter cold, but I know it can be a huge morale crusher for many of my family, friends and comrades on the northern Great Plains. One solution I have used, at least for myself, is psychological, and that is to simply own it (versus complaining about something, which doesn’t make it go away). The other is to keep moving. Another is to use it as time to enjoy hot coffee, grilled cheese, and tomato soup even more (it tastes better when it’s frigid outside). As a kid, when it was this cold I remember my mother trying to keep us inside. All we wanted to do was bundle up and go outside for hours on end to sled, build snow forts, have snow ball fights, and so on. So that’s a mild tangent on this Friday morning.

And since I’m on weather conversation, below is a video short from time recently spent presenting at a scholarly conference in New Zealand. This is of the Milford Sound fjord, west coast of the south island, New Zealand. In late November, of course, Kiwis are transitioning from their spring to summer. So it’s a perfect time to take a short boat ride out from the fjords to the Tasman Sea and back. That’s what we did. The boat captain gave us all a close up of the humbling waterfall, too. Here it is, from my perspective.


Historic Christmas in Vegas: In Photos

Historians are both notorious and professionally obligated to spend the majority of their lives analyzing, thinking and talking about dead people. Which is good, of course, because it keeps those that have gone before us alive while simultaneously enriching our own existence. But sometimes it’s necessary to capture one’s here and now. So that’s what is happening with this Christmas Day posting, direct from fabulous Las Vegas, Nevada. The ages at our large family gathering range from 9 months to 86 years, and it involves great grand-daughters and -sons and great grand-fathers and -mothers, cousins, aunts and uncles, mamas and papas, fathers and mothers, brothers and sisters. It is deep kinship, and it is being experienced everywhere. But enough of that. Here are some photos of our local. Enjoy. And Happy Christmas and Merry Holidays.

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Bellagio Christmas decorations.

Meals bring humanity together.

Meals bring family, friends and humanity together. We had steaks the night Molly and I arrived.

Kitchen busy work on Christmas Eve. Great Grandpa Christy chats with Carmel and Molly.

Kitchen busy work on Christmas Eve. Great Grandpa Christy chats with Carmel and Molly.

Grandpa Christy brings 86 years of experience to the Jenga tower on Christmas Day.

Grandpa Christy brings 86 years of experience to the Jenga tower on Christmas Day.

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Molly and I wait for the tram outside of Vdara and Aria, downtown Las Vegas.

Molly and I wait for the tram outside of Vdara and Aria, downtown Las Vegas.