Being a born & bred New Englander, when I close my eyes and think of Christmas night I think of cold. I think of crisp, cold, clean air that fills the lungs and opens your airway with a refreshing chill. I think of the evening quiet when the snow on the ground muffles the sounds of night...
Dear Harbor Family,
What a year 2016 has been! A lot has happened over the past 12 months, but one thing has remained the same: God has provided for us. Thank you for being a part of Harbor’s family and for your generosity. You have given your time, your finances, your gifts, your...
“But you were always a good man of business, Jacob,” faltered Scrooge, who now began to apply this to himself.
“Business!” cried the Ghost, wringing its hands again. "Mankind was my business; charity, mercy, forbearance, and benevolence, were, all, my business. The...
When I was a kid, I loved Christmas. The magic of Santa, the colors of lights and sounds of carols. The cocoa and sweets. The mountains of presents. But mostly I loved that for one day, everyone got along. Everyone was happy. There were hugs, and thoughtful gifts, and laughter. For one day...