If serious efforts were required of England they were not made.  Holland, Denmark and Norway as hundreds of years rolled by became more and more valuable to France and Russia and the countries in between.  Holland became an international check point for safety on the High Seas.  Without a word spoken, the windmills guide sailors, while the silver and flowers guide trade.  It’s silver streets guide artists.

Denmark does evoke a memory of student life as it continues to be a place to dock, to trade, to meet, to discuss.  There was not growing up into the modern world as we know it without Copenhagen.  It is Christmas with sails.  Christmas Eve At Sea is one of the most beautiful poem I know.  Norway is comprehensive of any Sweden and Finland that are charted as annexed to it.

It is a country  of superb milk, cheese and the cleanest barns, farms that can be found around the world.  If not other Isle or Scandinavian country farms, Norway does.  We do contribute to the world’s foodbaskcet and how!  There is no Christmas Eve Party without Norway’s eggnog, cheese and chocolate.

Chechzovakia is Christmas land and I pray that Denmark, Holland and Norway will have together with the Checks, a second birth.  All of our allies now live in an age of joy when alliance and agreement are solely about the good not a hidden hatred and an overt malignancy.

I think Nixon is a name that is German, French, Danish, and Ultimately Russian, like Redford.  Our Scotch will long be remembered.  We perform in a way, as we find our lineage from country to country until we rest, and ultimately we rest with the Prince of Peace.