No question my worst Christmas was in Vietnam. It’s hard getting into the Christmas spirit in the tropics. (Tomorrow’s high in Ho Chi Minh City will be 90⁰F, with a “feels like” temperature of 107⁰F.) Christmas dinner was “lobster” from the South China Sea. It resembled the real thing in looks only, especially after the Army cooks finished with it. The Christmas truce was a joke, but we did get a brief respite. In Syria, there’s no talk of a Christmas truce … no wise men either. Bethlehem is 100 miles away, but it might as well be on another planet.