Re: There is no Santa? Was Chat with Gloria cost me my.............

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You guys please don't throw any of those old clothes away. I live in one of the most economically depressed areas in the country Appalachian area of E KY. I know a lot of families including my own who could really benefit from these. I see so much pain sadness here.

Blessings to you all.

Kathy

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I remember my first Christmas adventure with Grandma. I was just A kid.I remember tearing across town on my bike to visit her on the Day my big SisterDropped the bomb: "There is no Santa Claus," she jeered. "Even Dummies know That!"My Grandma was not the gushy kind, never had been. I fled to her That day BecauseI knew she would be straight with me. I knew Grandma always told The truth,And I knew that the truth always went down a whole lot easier When swallowed WithOne of her "world-famous" cinnamon buns. I knew they were World-famous,Because Grandma said so. It had to be true.Grandma was home, and the buns were still warm Between bites, I Told her Everything.She was ready for me. "No Santa Claus?" She Snorted...."Ridiculous! Don't Believe it.That rumor has been going around for years, and it makes me mad, Plain mad!!Now, put on your coat, and let's go.""Go? Go where, Grandma?" I asked.I hadn't even finished my second world-famous cinnamon bun."Where" turned out to be Kerby's General Store, the one store in Town that Had a little bitOf just about everything. As we walked through its doors, Grandma handed me Ten dollars.That was a bundle in those days. "Take this money," she said, "and buy SomethingFor someone who needs it. I'll wait for you in the car. "Then she turned and walked out of Kerby's.I was only eight years old. I'd often gone shopping with my Mother,But never had I shopped for anything all by myself.The store seemed big and crowded, full of people scrambling to Finish their Christmas shopping.For a few moments I just stood there, confused, clutching that Ten-dollar Bill, wonderingWhat to buy, and who on earth to buy it for. I thought of Everybody I knew: My family,My friends, my neighbors, the kids at school, and the people who Went to my Church.I was just about thought out, when I suddenly thought of Bobby Decker. He Was a kidWith bad breath and messy hair, and he sat right behind me in Mrs. Pollock's Grade-two class.Bobby Decker didn't have a coat. I knew that because he never Went out to Recess duringThe winter. His mother always wrote a note, telling the teacher That he had A cough,But all we kids knew that Bobby Decker didn't have a cough; he Didn't have a Good coat.I fingered the ten-dollar bill with growing excitement. I would Buy Bobby Decker a coat!I settled on a red corduroy one that had a hood to it. It looked Real warm, And he would like that."Is this a Christmas present for someone?" the lady behind the Counter asked Kindly,As I laid my ten dollars down."Yes, ma'am," I replied shyly. "It's for Bobby."The nice lady smiled at me, as I told her about how Bobby really Needed a Good winter coat.I didn't get any change, but she put the coat in a bag, smiled Again,And wished me a Merry Christmas.That evening, Grandma helped me wrap the coat (a little tag fell Out of the Coat,And Grandma tucked it in her Bible) in Christmas paper and Ribbons and Wrote,"To Bobby, From Santa Claus" on it. Grandma said that Santa Always insisted On secrecy.Then she drove me over to Bobby Decker's house, explaining as we Went that I Was nowAnd forever officially, one of Santa's helpers.Grandma parked down the street from Bobby's house, and she and I Crept NoiselesslyAnd hid in the bushes by his front walk.Then Grandma gave me a nudge. "All right, Santa Claus," she Whispered, "get Going."I took a deep breath, dashed for his front door, threw the Present down on His step,Pounded his door and flew back to the safety of the bushes and Grandma.Together we waited breathlessly in the darkness for the front Door to open.Finally it did, and there stood Bobby.Fifty years haven't dimmed the thrill of those moments spent Shivering, Beside my Grandma,In Bobby Decker's bushes.That night, I realized that those awful rumors about Santa Claus Were just What GrandmaSaid they were: ridiculous. Santa was alive and well, and we Were on his Team I still haveThe Bible, with the coat tag tucked inside: $19.95.May you always have LOVE to share, HEALTH to spare and FRIENDS that care.And may you always believe in the magic of Santa Claus !!

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From: carolG

Date: 12/25/2006 01:24:20 PM

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Subject: Re: Chat with Gloria cost me my.............

A true example of the good from the net.

hugs,

carolgGayla <aeranchgmail> wrote:

A bunch of friends and I sometimes get together in evenings and IM in a gang. I am goatclearing on IM and AIM.

Gayla Always Enough RanchAcampo, Californiahttp://bouncinghoofs.com/alwaysenough.htmlBill Barnhill is our Inspiration! Go Bill!!!aeranchgmail

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From: carolG

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Sent: Sunday, December 24, 2006 9:36 PM

Subject: Re: Chat with Gloria cost me my.............

Sounds like an irresistible offer on our fee scale. Gloria had some typos in our fees. She meant to write we are $25,000 individually and a dual bargain at $49,995.

Yes, it took her about 3 hours to push my buttons to the limit of decluttering, so I jumped right in and now I have lots of room left. Wonder what will replace all that hung up closet? Only Gloria knows. I should send her a "bare" closet picture too. To imagine I had the Pit from Hell job where I was suppressed for 6 months of talking to two customers at a time only through the computer for 8 hours per day on technical stuff. Me no "techie" support but great customer service. They sure found out the match was not perfect and I agree. I celebrate as a "survivor" from the Pit!

We sure had a great time chatting. I bet Gloria scared off a million others here who need an ear to talk or listen to.

It was fun and I reply here to challenge others to reach out whether it be an email or another mode. We have a great group of "characters" that are beyond the Gloria out here. She was very ripe for our conversation so we went beyond the normal. She kept thinking I had her number and now she knows if I did she would be conversations ahead then we are today at ground zero.

Really, it was a Christmas eve to remember forever.

Hugs,

carolgMorningGlory113aol wrote: