Christmas was always a special time of year for my brother and I because of Mom.  The Wednesday before Thanksgiving was always a half day at school.  Mom would pick us up at school and take us to Boston to see Santa (or Santa's Helper as she would refer to him as) at Jordan Marsh in Downtown.  Their Christmas was alive.  The windows were decorated with animated figures and toys. Upon entering the store we would seek out the escalators for that long ride into this huge toy department with trains and wagons and stuffed animals of which she would let us spend hours, it seemed, engulfed in paradise.  Next, we would go to The Enchanted Village, a magical winter wonderland full of animated Christmas scenes full of decorated houses and characters preparing for Christmas Day (pre Disney World and Walgreens). Mom would walk us through slowly and explain each scene carefully and enthusiastically.  Finally, THE BIG MOMENT, we got to visit with Santa.  This is when we could finally present him our well written, thought out, finely detailed important Christmas list.  I would sit on his lap completely amazed as he so attentively listen to each and every detail of what we wanted for Christmas. Finally he would ask if we had been good boys and listened to our parents.  Then it was good by and the waiting began for that magical night when Santa would come to our house and upon waking up on Christmas day the ultimate answer if our wishes were to come true.  What a magical and wonderful time to remember.  A time so long ago when the world seemed so innocent.  Thanks Mom and thanks James Edgar for starting a tradition that has created millions of magical memories for children all across the country.

 

 

Johnny

 

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