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Do you believe in Santa Claus?

12.22.2008 by Susan Getgood //

cross-posted to Marketing Roadmaps

As we were driving up to our house in Vermont last Friday, my eight year-old son asked me if I believed in Santa Claus. It’s been a couple years since he last asked me this question, and I responded the same way this year as I did then: Do you believe in Santa Claus?

He assured me that he still believed, and I in turn assured him that that was what really mattered.

This exchange however reminded me of the timeless words of newsman Francis Pharcellus Church when he replied, “Yes, Virginia, there is a Santa Claus.”

In this time of economic uncertainty, and no matter what religion we practice or holiday we observe, I think it would do us all some good to carry a little bit of Mr. Church’s Santa in our hearts.

“DEAR EDITOR: I am 8 years old.
“Some of my little friends say there is no Santa Claus.
“Papa says, ‘If you see it in THE SUN it’s so.’
“Please tell me the truth; is there a Santa Claus?

“VIRGINIA O’HANLON.
“115 WEST NINETY-FIFTH STREET.”

VIRGINIA, your little friends are wrong. They have been affected by the skepticism of a skeptical age. They do not believe except [what] they see. They think that nothing can be which is not comprehensible by their little minds. All minds, Virginia, whether they be men’s or children’s, are little. In this great universe of ours man is a mere insect, an ant, in his intellect, as compared with the boundless world about him, as measured by the intelligence capable of grasping the whole of truth and knowledge.

Yes, VIRGINIA, there is a Santa Claus. He exists as certainly as love and generosity and devotion exist, and you know that they abound and give to your life its highest beauty and joy. Alas! how dreary would be the world if there were no Santa Claus. It would be as dreary as if there were no VIRGINIAS. There would be no childlike faith then, no poetry, no romance to make tolerable this existence. We should have no enjoyment, except in sense and sight. The eternal light with which childhood fills the world would be extinguished.

Not believe in Santa Claus! You might as well not believe in fairies! You might get your papa to hire men to watch in all the chimneys on Christmas Eve to catch Santa Claus, but even if they did not see Santa Claus coming down, what would that prove? Nobody sees Santa Claus, but that is no sign that there is no Santa Claus. The most real things in the world are those that neither children nor men can see. Did you ever see fairies dancing on the lawn? Of course not, but that’s no proof that they are not there. Nobody can conceive or imagine all the wonders there are unseen and unseeable in the world.

You may tear apart the baby’s rattle and see what makes the noise inside, but there is a veil covering the unseen world which not the strongest man, nor even the united strength of all the strongest men that ever lived, could tear apart. Only faith, fancy, poetry, love, romance, can push aside that curtain and view and picture the supernal beauty and glory beyond. Is it all real? Ah, VIRGINIA, in all this world there is nothing else real and abiding.

No Santa Claus! Thank God! he lives, and he lives forever. A thousand years from now, Virginia, nay, ten times ten thousand years from now, he will continue to make glad the heart of childhood.

– source, Newseum

Do you believe in Santa Claus?

I do, and I will forever.

Categories // Holiday

Happy Fringemas

12.17.2008 by Susan Getgood //

Brilliant holiday promo for Fringe.

Categories // Science Fiction, TV/Film

And a partridge in a pear tree

12.13.2008 by Susan Getgood //

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I love Christmas. Decorating the house. The Christmas tree. Sending Christmas cards. Baking Christmas cookies and making the holiday dinner. Even buying gifts, although I always aim to be done by Thanksgiving.

All of that is pretty normal, more or less.

Here’s the twisted part, at least if you ask my mother. Call it my dirty little Christmas secret. Some people like romance novels. Others enjoy reality tv. I like Christmas music. A lot.

So much so that I even buy it. Lots of it. Classical. Jazz. Pop. Oldies. This year’s addition is an album by the a cappella group Straight No Chaser. You may have seen their version of the 12 Days of Christmas on YouTube:

By the way, even though she doesn’t understand my obsession with Christmas music, my mom is a good sport about it. She’s the one who sent me the YouTube link in the first place.

She’s also part of some of my best Christmas memories, including the ones evoked by the ornaments featured at the top of this post. We made these more than 20 years ago. Every weekend, we would spend one day at my grandparents’ house. In the spring and summer we’d help with the gardening, in the fall we’d rake and in November and December, we did Christmas things.

I can still see my grandfather, who died in 1989, sitting at the table watching us make the ornaments. He got tremendous amusement from the fact that I managed to make one for every six or so my mom made. Mine had to be perfect, you see. [As I’ve gotten older, and especially since I had Douglas eight years ago, I have somewhat relaxed my attitude toward perfection. A little.]

Back to the story. I think he got as much pleasure from watching us joke and laugh as we made the ornaments as he did from any of the more formal holiday hoopla. It’s been nearly 20 years, and every year when I place those ornaments on the tree, I miss him all over again.

And remember how lucky I am that he was my grandfather.

My best wishes to all of you for a safe and happy holiday and a wonder-filled new year. I’ve created a Jacquie Lawson holiday card just for you, which can be viewed at this link.

I’ll leave you with the lyrics to one of my all-time favorite holiday songs, May Every Day Be Christmas by Louis Jordan.

“May every day be Christmas
And every day be blessed
Let the end of every day be filled with happiness
And may the Lord be good to you with every rising sun
All through the day have a smile for everyone
At night time comes a longing to be with ones you love
To sit around the fireside and dream of stars above
So may God bless you and keep you, come what may
Then every day will be a happy day
May good times come to you every day”

Categories // Family, Holiday

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