It's Christmas Eve and the carolers are in good spirits and excellent harmony. Just over Oak Hill you can make out Old Saint Nick himself sailing down the valley with his sleigh brimming with toys. Christmas comes but once a year and I have always looked forward to it. When I was little my grandfather told me if I cut the toe out of my Christmas stocking, Santa Claus would keep putting presents in trying to fill it. I did - my mother was not happy!
