Inkspots: Of past Christmas eves remembered with fondness
In this pandemic year, filled with sadness and fear and prayers for it all to end, I find I can smile remembering past good times. To that end, I’m re-running an Inkspots column I wrote years ago, in hopes that it will spark similar happy memories for all of you.
December 24, 1992
When my sister and I grew too old for Santa Claus, we didn’t.
Grow too old, that is.
Read all of Molly MacDonald's column in the Dec. 24 Kossuth County Advance.