Make new friends, but keep the old, one is silver, the other is gold. This concept is no secret to most of us. Such are the friends at one Christmas...
When I was 9 years old (December 1963), our class was asked to write a Christmas poem. I remember this poem well, as my parents printed inserts that were included...
Father O’Malley was standing outside of his slightly rundown church, shaking his head as he peered up at the stained-glass windows, wondering how he ever got into this predicament. He...
It was the winter in the year of 1914,the first war was raging, like nothing we’ve seen.Men fighting men on a much larger scale,But in the midst of it all...
There once was a time when Santa made a point of showing up in person for every pre-Christmas event scheduled anywhere in the Greater North Pole Metropolitan Area. Since there...
