An interesting attitude adjustment.
Besides spending dawn on Xmas morning on Montana public land dusted with fresh snow and capped by flights of geese, with good dogs, a friend, roosters, and crisp air...
My wife and I went to my moms to have dinner with her and her husband - an 86 year old (mostly) blind Korean War vet, bonafide Montana cowboy, old fart, born in a mud house on Montana's Shields River. I've heard his stories of guiding sheep hunters in the 70's in the Absaroka's and elk on the Gallatin Divide in the 60's, filtering water through sand bags in 55 gallon drums to make coffee at the front in Korea, leading the Appy rides with horsemen from allover the country, and blowing up horse's wrecked in the Bob stories - for years.
Same thing yesterday before, during, and after dinner. I tend to begin to mentally check out after an hour or two.....
However, he's a true hard old timer who doesn't say please, thank you, or show much feelings often.
Last night on the way out the door he grabbed my wife and told her "thanks I really needed this little visit tonight". Caught me by surprise. Some gifts don't come with wrapping, a bow, and a return receipt...........