I had to drive 125 miles, but I am at the Petro Truckstop in North Baltimore, Ohio. This is considered to be the best Christmas Buffet on the Interstate, can't wait for tomorrow.
Now, while I was in my slight depressive holiday state, I was cleaning out my my truck when I was visited by the Ghost of Christmas Past. I was mentally taken back to 1989 when I played Santa Claus for the children of the First Christian Church in Hampton, Virginia.
Actually I was voluntered and back then I didn't need any padding. If it were not for the costume, my total embarrassment would come out. The room was filled with children and their parents. As I entered the room, I made my rounds to each table. I was stopped by a small child in a wheelchair, the young boy was a quadraplegic, I knelt down, put my my hand on his deformed hand. I had tears in my eyes, I spent about 10 minutes talking with him. The only response he had was the movement of his head, I could tell he was smiling this was confirmed by his mother. That moment meant a great deal to me, I wish I could find the photo that was taken. I just can't remember his name. Thank you Ghost of Christmas Past for bringing me out of my depressive state.
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