December 20, 1979
This is sure enough a hectic time of the year. People are busy running here, there, and yon buying presents for everyone from their mailman to the family mutt!
And that poor little feller in the red suit.
Just think of him! There he sits all year long without so much as a postcard from Florida to cheer him up.
Then December comes and they have to haul the mail in by train loads.
And all he hears is—I want, Would you bring, and Get me this…
It probably takes ELEVEN months after that for his psychoanalyst to get him back together!
I have figured out why he’s so round and jolly though.
There must be millions of homes he flys through the air to visit—Do you think he gave the Wright brothers any tips?
He’s been flying much longer! And the majority of the homes leave milk and cookies for him.
Just think of all the CALORIES!! I’d be jolly, too, if I had all that food waiting for me!
If I were going to write him I think I’d forfeit asking for a new mink coat and ask for something much more rare. I would like to be able to tell a COMPLETE incident, word by word, detail by detail at the supper table without being interrupted. Even if the tale lasted a long time—say, TWO minutes!
I would also forfeit the new Cadillac for another rarity—a trip without ONE back seat argument!
(That’s where the kids and dogs ride) I’m not asking for WONDERS!
! Not like a LONG trip to Sulphur or Wynnewood.
But just to the neighborhood grocery store, which is only six blocks away would be all right.
These things I’d want without the doctor bills! Because under normal conditions that’s what I’d have if I got either one or both.
One other thing I’d like is for all those people—all my readers out there—who have made my days happy by being my audience to have a measure of happiness in return.
May you find something to smile about not only on Christmas Day but all year through!
And may every day in the coming year carry the happy, cheerful spirit of the holidays.