Sitting on my desk at work is an old Santa Claus, his white beard more strands than bushy, and he’s showing his age. I have had since I was a child, but cannot remember when or how I got it.
I remember when I was a kid I put it in the window of our home in Carroll, Iowa, and his beard stuck to the frozen glass. It left a few strands from his whiskers when I pulled it away from the window. It’s been through a lot, but I love it to this day.
When my wife decorates the office every year, I see that Santa and it makes me smile, and memories come back to growing up and the magic of Christmastime.
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