It’s become a tradition for me to post this poem. Remembering our military families who a spending time away from loved ones this Christmas…. Merry Christmas, My Friend By James M. Schmidt, a Marine Lance Corporal stationed in Washington, D.C., in 1986 Twas the night before Christmas, he lived all alone, In a one bedroom house made of plaster & stone. I had come down the chimney, with presents to give and to see just who in this home did live As I looked all about, a strange sight I did see,no tinsel, no presents, not even a tree.No stocking…