Do away with depression at the holidays

I've Had Some Great holidays filled with family and friends, good food and laughter. But at one time in my life, holidays were as dark as the inside of a well.

The worst I can recall was a Thanksgiving during the 1980s when my wife and I were trying to get back together after a trial separation. I was living in the back of a video and electronics store I owned, four hours away from our home in upstate New York. We decided that my wife would drive down and meet me at the store, and that we'd go out from there to share the holiday.

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