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The Christmas Pageant

The Christmas Pageant

Where are they now?  Every year around this time, I wonder. Speaking of wonder... Nearly thirty years ago, I was involved with a small, urban Minneapolis Lutheran church. We were an aging congregation with only about fifteen kids (including toddlers)  in our Sunday school on a regular basis; this included three kids from one family … Continue reading The Christmas Pageant

Santa Fidelis

Santa Fidelis

"'Twas a Wednesday before Christmas, and all through the mall tho no children were present, this day topped them all..." Some twenty-five years ago, I decided to pick up a few extra holiday dollars by taking a part-time job as a shopping mall Santa in suburban Minneapolis. As I was neither the natural size, age … Continue reading Santa Fidelis

The Christmas Pageant

The Christmas Pageant

Where are they now?  Every year around this time...I do wonder. Speaking of wonder... Nearly thirty years ago, I was involved with a small, urban Minneapolis Lutheran church. We were an aging congregation with only about fifteen kids (including toddlers)  in our Sunday school on a regular basis; this included three kids from one family … Continue reading The Christmas Pageant

The Christmas Pageant

Where are they now?  Every year around this time...I do wonder. Speaking of wonder... Some twenty-five years ago, I was involved with a small, urban Minneapolis Lutheran church. We were an aging congregation with only about fifteen kids (including toddlers)  in our Sunday school on a regular basis; this included three kids from one family … Continue reading The Christmas Pageant

Santa Fidelis

"'Twas a Wednesday before Christmas, and all through the mall tho no children were present, this day topped them all..." Some twenty years ago, I decided to pick up a few extra holiday dollars by taking a part-time job as a shopping mall Santa in suburban Minneapolis. As I was neither the natural size, age … Continue reading Santa Fidelis

“You’ll bob yer eye out, kid!” A Christmas Party Tale

“You’ll bob yer eye out, kid!” A Christmas Party Tale

Some twenty-plus years ago, when I was thirtyish and divorced, a co-worker and I decided to become roommates and we rented a small home in the Minneapolis suburb of Robbinsdale. Emphasis here on ‘small’. John Lloyd, my new roommate, had one prized possession that had to be a part of the new set up: a … Continue reading “You’ll bob yer eye out, kid!” A Christmas Party Tale