Christmas comes and goes so fast, and it’s never like it used to be.
I say the same thing every year—“Christmas isn’t like when we were kids.” And I’m not even a crotchety old man yet.
Or am I?
It seems like every holiday to me is about trying to duplicate joy from a previous season.
Getting the Sears catalog (which used to be the size of a phone book) to find good gift ideas for the family (and me), my mom and dad taking the family to “A Christmas Carol” at the Glendale Centre ...