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A Fairfield Christmas story

Growing up, my Decembers were always an exciting time spent in the snow during the day and beside the fire at night. The same month, over the past three years at Fairfield, has been a polar opposite of those tranquil memories. There is snow, but that just means that the idiots in SUVs who already can't drive are more dangerous than any keg, bottle or townhouse basement there ever was, with the exception of 74.