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Tonight... again I saw a photo vision of my childhood... of days gone by... and whoa what a memory... a childhood memory of Christmas... to which we all draw from the past... of the Friday after Thankgiving... when downtown became alive... of store windows decorated with the spirit of Christmas... of lights draped across Main Street... of colors and scenery that spoke the story of the season... of the line that weaved it's way through each named bank on the corner of Main and 6th Street... of movies on Saturday at the theater to which the treats were 10 cents and the popcorn smell filled the entryway... where you knew that when the flashlight showed in your direction that it meant business... that at the end of the movie... Santa had a bag for you filled with ribbon candy... peanut in the shell... and orange and an apple... and when it was over... the spirit of the day warmed you from within to without... as only a child would know... the memories of a day gone by... that will never be seen again... to this degree of fondness... to this degree of visual remembrance... these days have become what once was... tomorrow will be the dreams of small lives to come... with hope of all that will be treasured and seen with the same degree of fond visions as those of this day... always be blessed with the words spoken that express Merry Christmas... because at the end of the story... all is calm... all is bright... Christ the savior is born... amen...

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