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Just a little something from our family to yours....
This is a favorite of mine & from time to time someone in our family is bestowed with the honor of reading it aloud...
perhaps you may enjoy it as well...I hope so..Merry Christmas Everyone..& may the New Year Bless you with Good health, Good Friends, & Much love..& more laughter than ever....BDiddy
In September 1871, eight-year-old Virginia Hanlon of West 95th Street in New York City wrote the following letter to the New York Sun:
Dear Editor,
I am eight years old. Some of my friends say there is no Santa Claus. Papa says, If you see it in the Sun, it's so." Please tell me the truth, Is there a Santa Claus?
In one of the most famous editorials ever written, the editors replied:
Virginia, your little friends are wrong. They have been affected by the skeptical age. They do not believe except what they see. They think that nothing can be which is not comprehensible by their little minds. All minds, Virginia, whether they be men's or children's, are little. In this great universe of ours man is an insect, an ant, in his intellect, as compared with the boundless world about him, as measured by the intelligence capable of grasping the whole truth and knowledge.
Yes, Virginia, there is a Santa Claus. He exists as certainly as love and generosity and devotion exist, and you know that they abound and give to your life it's highest beauty and joy. Alas! how dreary would be the world if there was no Santa Claus! It would be as dreary as if there were no Virginias. There would be no childlike faith, no poetry, no romance to make tolerable this existence. We should have no enjoyment, except in sense and sights. The external light with which childhood fills the world would be extinguished.
Not believe in Santa Claus ! You might as well not believe in fairies! You might get your Papa to hire men to watch in all the chimneys on Christmas eve to catch Santa Claus, but even if they did not see Santa Claus come down, what would that prove ? Nobody sees Santa Claus, but that is no sign that there is no Santa Claus. The most real things in the world are those that neither children nor men can see. Did you ever see fairies dancing on the lawn? Of course not, but that's no proof that they are not there. Nobody can conceive or imagine all the wonders there are unseen and unseeable in the world.
You tear apart the baby's rattle and see what makes the noise inside, but there is a veil covering the unseen world which not the strongest man, nor even the united strength of all the strongest men that ever lived, could tear apart. Only faith, fancy, poetry, love, romance, can push aside that curtain and view and picture the supernal beauty and glory beyond. Is it all real? Ah, Virginia, in all this world there is nothing else real and abiding.
No Santa Claus! Thank God he lives, and he lives forever. A thousand years from now, Virginia, nay, ten times then thousand years from now, he will continue to make glad the heart of childhood.
To all of you who have a little bit of that child still in you...
I believe!! Do You?
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