Tag: White Christmas

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When I was a child, I thought as a child. There was delight in snow. Building snowmen, having snowball fights, building snow forts. One time at school, we created a snowman where the bottom ball was taller than we were. There were at least twenty children pushing it around to make it grow. It was […]

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Those Were the Days



After the end of the semester and a particularly awful work week, I finally got a chance to bake some cookies, put up my Christmas tree, and just generally do Christmasy things. One of these things was to watch my second favorite Christmas movie, White Christmas (feel free to inquire what my most favorite is).

I could listen to Bing Crosby sing all day — even if he did get that baritone timbre by smoking a pipe. I love classic movies, and sitting on my couch watching Danny Kaye and Vera Ellen spin around the dance floor one thought jumped out at me — “Gosh, I wish people still danced!”