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He was right. It wasn’t one of the better numbers.

One family stood smiling at their door. And when the song was finished, one of their kids said, “I wanna go with them!” and ran out toward the group.

I met a woman who had the last name “Claus.” I asked her if when she was a kid she told people she was related to Santa. “No, but I didn’t like the name. If kids didn’t get the presents they wanted from Santa, they’d beat me up.”

When it got too cold for me, I headed back to my car, thinking what a great idea that was for a party. It put everyone in the Christmas spirit, even neighbors who wouldn’t normally speak to each other.

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