I had to spend a Christmas, working, in Monroeville AL, one year. I had to fend off people (people I worked with, who I literally had just met) who kept inviting me into their homes for the holidays.
I wound up making the rounds to several places, and frankly, eating more than if I had been home for Christmas. I couldn't ask for a bunch of kinder or more generous folks than those in Monroeville.
I’ll pass on your comments to my family who live in Monroeville - they’ll appreciate the thoughts!
That is such a heart warming story, wbill. I think a good judge of an area is how they treat people. It is obvious from your story that they demanded you come to dinner and not be alone on Christmas. You must have felt very blessed that year.