And so, at some point in every show I sing jingle bells and dance a little jig.
I also have two Santa Claus stories to tell.
One story is that a few days before Christmas I was in the Costco in North Durham and first a 60-year-old man, and - half an hour later - a 50-year-old woman sidled up to me and started walking alongside.
Both times I couldn’t figure out what was going on.
Each in their own way started telling me That they have a number of problems this last year and they didn’t always rise to the occasion.
Nevertheless they both hoped I would see fit to leave presents under the trees.
What are the chances this would happen once?
But twice!
The other story took place the only Christmas I ever spent away from my family.
I was in a remote mountain village where the whole community was gathered around a huge outdoor fire on Christmas Eve.
As is true in many rural Latin American places, the town had purchased small gifts to be distributed to the children.
Slowly, I became aware that Little groups of kids were murmuring among themselves.
Then I saw some of the children pointing at me.
It turns out they thought I was Santa Claus and had come in to deliver their presents personally.
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