Dec 22, 2012

Santa (redux)

This vintage photo gem arrived today in a holiday card from Greg's parents. It offers proof of a long-held suspicion I've had.  Despite Greg's purported "grinch-ness," he really does love Christmas.

He'll argue otherwise; pointing out his unsmiling face and slightly askew wig, he'll say this photo only illustrates the trouble boys get into when eggnog is left unattended.  Having heard some stories* about Joe and Greg, I'm sure there's truth in that.  But, I believe there's more to be told from this peek into the past.   Between Joe's smirk and Greg's resigned slump is the story of the fifty-year friendship these two have shared.  It's these gifts ~ good memories, long-lasting friendships ~ which can make the heart grow** and remind us of how blessed we are here in the House of Good Living.  And, be he Grinch or Santa, it's my husband who's the best gift of all.  Well ... for me, anyways!

* many of which involve Annie Green Springs and wrecked cars

**the Grinch's small heart grew three sizes that day. And then - the true meaning of Christmas came through, and the Grinch found the strength of *ten* Grinches, plus two!     How the Grinch Stole Christmas

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