That's my 3-year-old grandson Aaron in the picture above. He
lives in Arizona, but I think he became an official snow-lover this Christmas.
I know that a lot of the pictures below aren't from my show but hey, it's
my website...
I hope your Christmas was a nice as mine.
(Click on thumbnails for larger versions)
Wayne
Christmas Eve at the Faust House
Making official Swedish Meatballs with my grandson Aaron
With my granddaughter Natalie - she is going to break some hearts...
It doesn't get much better than this
The Sunday before Christmas, a herd of elk passed through my yard. That's my
Dad pointing them out for the folks back in Chicago
My daughter Crystal and her boyfriend Theo, who joined us for Christmas this
year. He's from Arizona, so it was his first White Christmas
My son Paul and his wife Jenn. Paul has his hand on our 3rd grandchild, who
will be arriving some time in February!!
Getting ready to go out sledding. Do you think Natalie's snowsuit is big
enough??
Perfect snow on the golf course by my house
Sally and our granddaughter on the hill.
Playing ice hockey on Evergreen Lake
Crystal's boyfriend is an excellent chef, and he made us all a gourmet
breakfast on Christmas morning.
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And yes, I did actually work a little in December. In fact I did quite a few
Christmas shows, starting with a show at the American Legion Hall in Denver, to
the Bucksnort, and continuing through private shows at the Wellshire Inn in
Denver, for Windwalkers up in Aspen,
along with apres-ski shows in Breckenridge.
Unfortunately, the only pictures I have are from my annual Christmas show for
the Winter Workshop at Geneva Glen Camp in Indian Hills, Colorado, where I play
in the summer.
But that was really a fun show. My Dad was visiting from Chicago, and it was
great for the kids to see "Father Of Banjo Man,"
and as you can see from the pics below, he hammed it up like always and
definitely stole the show.
And as always, it's great to be introduced by Ken Atkinson, a graduate of the Ed
McMahon school of announcing...
Whenever I play at Geneva Glen, it becomes a big dance party at the end. Look
for the little arrow so you can see me in the midst of all that frivolity.
