Hey, it’s dinner for four, no wait six. Good friends of ours were home in Russia on furlough having served for over a year in a Muslim nation. We had decided to invite them over for dinner since they would only be a town a couple of weeks.

The same evening I was to meet a friend from MN at the train station. He was carrying a care package from my parents. Yes, Christmas now a third time for the Bogott family. Anyway after arriving Graig called from the airport asking if he could come over before heading to the train station. That is how Russian hospitality works. You never know when somebody else might arrive, but you should always be ready.