Two weeks ago tomorrow, on a cold Thanksgiving afternoon, we cut our Christmas tree down from the top of Humbug Summit, somewhere between the union of the Cascade and Sierra Mountain Ranges. We got out of the warm truck and stepped into a bracing 19 degrees, and ya, it was cold! That's not accounting for the wind chill factor either. My kids know better than to complain. Well, they used to, but after about ten years of this routine, it’s all business to them. The faster we