Christmas always takes me back to those good old childhood days on the farm.
Even the cows seemed to get into the spirit, cooperating at the 5 a.m. milking, the quicker to get their morning feast of hay and silage topped with ground corn and oats.
At our house, Santa always came Christmas Eve — always, mysteriously, while we were in church. But we were told there was no guarantee he would stop. So on the way home from church we kids would cross our fingers that he didn't forget.
One year someone, don't know if it was Gramps, who lived with us on the farm, or our dad, took a couple of heifers out of the barn and walked them through the snow in front of the house.
Aha! we were told as the car pulled up to the house, look at the reindeer tracks in the snow. It was proof positive. We rushed inside to find that indeed the old jolly guy had seen fit to bring us presents.
Yes, it was a time of innocence. People didn't seem to get involved in arguments on how best to celebrate or recognize Christmas. It was a day to mark the birth of the Christ child, but it was also a day to recognize each other no matter our differences.
And whatever differences we may have had, it was a day to hit the pause button.
So on this, Christmas Day, best wishes from all of us at The Capital Times for a truly blessed day during which, even for just a brief time, we can forget our differences.
Dave Zweifel is editor emeritus of The Capital Times. email@example.com and on Twitter @DaveZweifel
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