We know the season in our bones. In the days around Thanksgiving the wind stripped down those few leaves that were left as a valiant but futile rear-guard on the gray branches of trees, and winter coats are coming out to stay. Beaches are lonely and wind-pierced places. But no sooner was that pumpkin pie digested than lights began to appear on the streets of the village centers down-Island.

As Islanders now check off their list of gifts, they also are making sure that they are helping assure that no one goes without a holiday meal, and that no children lack a present. There's no true participation in the holidays without helping ease the burdens of others. Soon enough, the upcoming holidys will be receding into the past, and a long parade of gray and often dreary days will stretch ahead through winter. Have something warm to remember.