Jeff’s Dark and Early Blog

We’ve been talking about it a lot in the newsroom, and on the air.
The weather was so perfect, so unseasonably warm this past weekend, that some across the metro decided to get ahead of the game and put up the Christmas lights before the cold sets in.
I was one of these early birds of winter festivity.
On Saturday afternoon, wife and son alongside, I braved the ladder with a staple gun and a dream.
Call me Clark Griswold if you’d like. But you’ll never call me Scrooge. And when you’re out there on your own ladder in the freezing cold in early December, you might even call me smart.