When I was growing up, I always wondered why Christmas was so special. I remember helping put up the Christmas tree, and then wondering when the presents would appear. But it wasn’t the presents because, after a few weeks the trucks or cars or what ever the presents were the newness wore off and then the toy would sit in the corner and collect dust.
It wasn’t the Charlie Brown Christmas specials, even though I still like to watch them today. I must admit that familiar tune that played when the show starts and continues through the entire show still rings in my head along with my tinnitus. Most...
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