We didn’t do presents this year. As it turned out, I didn’t do presents, but Garry and Owen did. Months ago, I bought three new unstuffed stuffies for the Duke. He got a new fox, an opossum, and something that… Read More ›
By Clement Clarke Moore ‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all thro’ the house Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse; The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be… Read More ›
The More-or-Less Annual George R. Stewart Christmas Story Posted on November 12, 2020 Here’s the annual re-post of a story of the close connections between George R. Stewart and Jimmy Stewart, and between the mythical town of Bedford Falls and the real … Read More ›
‘Twas the week before Christmas, and up in the Hollows . . . By Kim Harrison ‘Twas the week before Christmas, and up in the Hollows, Solstice bonfires were burning, to toast the marshmallows. The pixies were snug in their stump,… Read More ›
You should not go out You should not come by This year’s a washout I’m telling you why Santa Claus ain’t coming to town. He’s making a list, He’s crossing you off, He’s heard that you sneeze and heard that… Read More ›
So about Christmas music, Garry has a younger brother. Anton aka “The Professor” who is a seriously big deal in the choral music world. Merry Christmas!