I love this time of year when we temporarily put away our differences and celebrate our unique, American values. Our neighborhoods are decorated with lights, wreaths, and some most entertaining inflatables of Santa, reindeer, flamingos, penguins, and the Grinch. Our Christmas trees are decorated and our fireplace mantles are decked with pine.

On Thanksgiving week, folk again wish each other “happy holidays” or “Merry Christmas.” Store clerks smile, parents delight in shopping for their kids, parties are planned, and travel plans are made. Most everyone seems infused with spirits of joy. (Teachers? Not so much, as they count the days until their excited students are released for vacation.)

Yet, for some, the festive season is darkened by poverty, homelessness, illness, and war. Social services are in need of donations: food, warm clothing, dog and cat food, and toys for children. Nursing homes are in need of carolers, Christmas cards, and flowers. Those without family need to be included to share dinner with others. We, Americans, are gracious welcoming people; we are not a nation of Scrooges. Let’s join together and spread the joy!