Ominous darkness comes on; darkness bred of the mob's hatred, misunderstanding, greed, vanity, fear and jealousy as much as of the gathering clouds, ill winds and troubled water. The earth shakes and with it murders' philosophies. Soldiers flee! Women scream, Crucifixion's cry is soon silenced and only one voice is heard; "Forgive them for they know not what they do".

May those elements even in our day which still cast a shadow over the precepts of brave love, freedom, tolerance, honest kindness and the simple search for truth find further hinderance by this another commemoration of the season which gave the Man and his philosophy birth. And as the wish for the Christmas season leaves our lips may it have less of that idiomatic insincerity which the materialism of our age so easily breeds; and ring real for a truly "Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year."