A holiday without a feast
By Chelsea Coleman | February 13, 2008Holidays are awesome because they go hand in hand with feasts: loud, raucous, crazy-Aunt-Phyllis-filled feasts.
Holidays are awesome because they go hand in hand with feasts: loud, raucous, crazy-Aunt-Phyllis-filled feasts.
There are many reasons I enjoy going to school in Charlottesville: the sun setting purple over the Blue Ridge Mountains, the sustained rumbling of a train as it chugs past my apartment, bluegrass music, the dogwood trees in spring and, yes, even Mr. Jefferson.