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Carol Perkins: Santa Comes to Town Previous Column: Not My Cats By Carol Perkins "Oh, what a night," Santa sang as he plopped into his oversized recliner. "Tell me everything you saw. Was anything different this year?" "Not much has changed. I like that." Santa was tired, and his hot chocolate and grilled cheese warmed his tummy. "Want a cookie?" Mrs. Claus winked, knowing he'd tasted all the sugar, gingerbread, and chocolate chip cookies he could stomach before stuffing them into his pockets for the reindeer. "I'll tell you a sight I saw, well, really more than one, that took me back. There are small towns still around that look straight out of those Hallmark movies." He leaned up in his chair. "There was this particular one in Kentucky that I landed my sleigh right on the blacktop on the town square. No vehicles were around except a couple of police cars. You could have heard a penny drop on the sidewalk. Not even a barking dog. I walked through the courthouse yard and sat on a bench that read, 'Metcalfe,' so that was where I was. I looked around in the still of that night, and what I saw was nothing short of bliss." He continued while she sat at his feet. "The decorated light poles glistened. Around the square lights swagged just the right way, and the old trees that had seen many Christmases smiled on the small, lighted streetlamps around them. Oh, Mama, I was so happy." He took a sip of his chocolate. "At one building was a gigantic tree like the Rockefeller Center, almost. And there I was, well, not me but my image looking so young and handsome, waving near the tree." Ho, Ho, Ho, he laughed and held his belly. "The stores glowed with candles in their windows, and many had trees twinkling inside and wreaths on the doors. I saw a Santa in an upstairs window. Even the funeral home was decorated. I'm going to admit that I wiped away a tear at the joy." She touched his hand. "Then I looked up, and a nice young police officer was smiling at me." "Oh, no, was he mad you parked in the street?" "Not at all. He sat down a bit, and we talked about when he was a boy. You see, I remembered him, David was his name, and he told me about his Christmas memories. I could have talked to him all night, but there was work to do. Small towns are the best." It wasn't long until Santa's cup tilted and Mrs. Claus took the cup, covered him, and kissed his weary forehead. Share your thoughts with Carol at carolperkins06@gmail.com, or with CM readers using our Comment Form. This story was posted on 2025-12-16 16:06:41
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