LN (remove NOSPAM) wrote in part:
I remember my first Christmas adventure with Grandma. I was just a kid. I
remember tearing across town on my bike to visit her on the day my big
sister dropped the bomb: "There is no Santa Claus," she jeered. "Even
dummies know that!"

I have read this story many times, it still warms my heart!

liz young in stormy california