I think everyone here is pretty much familiar with the 1843 story of The Christmas Carol: you know, the one about that old miser who hates everything, especially Christmas, until he is visited by four ghosts (yes, there are four - everyone leaves out poor old Marley), who tell him if he doesn't change his ways he is pretty much going to die alone and miserable…
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You don’t know me and I don’t know you, but yesterday, I was looking for your little boy. We had been swimming at a hotel down the beach from yours when a security guard entered the pool and asked for all of the parent’s attention. There was a little boy, only three years old in a bathing suit bottom without a shirt, who had wandered away on the beach. My heart sank. We were to keep our eyes open.
The hair raised on my arms and on the back of my neck and I felt…Continue
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