Ghosts Of Christmas Pasts — 1966

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I was seven years old that Christmas. It was getting to be time — really for me to face some hard truths about Christmas. All the kids in my Sunday School class were already murmuring the unthinkable.

I knew The Truth, however and by the time I got done talking to those unbelievers, I had won them back over. Santa Claus real. Of course — He was real. And here is the story of how I knew that Christmas…