Home Town Tales

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December 22nd, 2014

A Child’s Avent

  Waiting for Christmas was hard for a kid. Hours seemed to be days and days months. There was anxious waiting for fudge, divinity, tree decorating, and putting baby Jesus in the manger. It seemed as if Christmas Eve would never come. And why on that night did anyone think I could sleep? Though, I […]

December 15th, 2014


We were out of school for Thanksgiving, and before I could have leftover turkey dressing, Mom said I had to write Santa. Why write this early? I told her Santa was magical. He had gazillion elves, and didn’t need much time. She said, “If you get your wishes to Santa early, you have a better […]

December 1st, 2014

No Charlie Brown Tree for Me

There wasn’t even a small pitiful Charley Brown Christmas tree in sight, yet on a ninety-five degree August afternoon, I sped across Lake Clinton in a ski boat with Oh Christmas Tree, Oh Christmas Tree how lovely are thy branches meandering through my mind. My wake touched the shore spraying water on oak, maple, elm, […]