The Magic of Christmas

It’s Christmas Eve 1970. I’m 8 years old. It’s a cool and delicious night in Paris. We’ve just come home from midnight mass. The fire crackles in the fire place. The tree sparkles with hundreds of lights. The stockings are hung and awaiting Santa’s coming. The smell of Mom's hot cocoa tickles my nose. My favorite Christmas carol "Away in a Manger" is playing. This song has a way of wrapping … [Read more...]