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Show thinking of each other -wanting to please - holiday parties - school children preparing for the Christmas programs; Mothers busy making costumes - fillingthe home with the blissful aroma of Christmas cookies, candy and other holiday treats. And secrets - what better time for secrets - gifts tucked away in the most inconspicuous place possible; pos-sible; whispers, giggles and smiles. The eyes take on a special holiday glow - especially es-pecially in the young. The holiday doesn't hold the same feeling for everyone. every-one. Hearts ache for those away from home - those whose presence we miss dearly, especially at Christmas. Christ-mas. It can be a most difficult dif-ficult time for those who are ill or alone. Christmas is a poor time to be lonely. It's time for those Christmas Christ-mas greetings to hit the Post Office. I was reading of a fellow in San Francisco who sent over 62,000 cards in December of 1975. Think of the postage - over $9,200! I enjoy hearing from friends who are almost as delinquint as I, when it comes to letter writing. News of new family members, new ,. jobs, new locations, new aspirations is all welcome and serves to renew old ties. Let's not forget our neighbor this holiday season. sea-son. He may need an extra shoulder to lean on - and we will enjoy the real sprit of Christmas even more -knowing that ours came in handy for someone else. Happy Holidays! Once more we've entered that festive time of year. Streets are criss crossed with strings of bright lights, trees in the park, or on the hill boast holiday finery. Shop windows are aglow with colorful displays. Santa Claus has made his appearance ap-pearance in most department stores. As ever, children are wide eyed - awed at the bewhiskered gentleman -some fear him - some are skeptical, but most accept him for what he has always been - a childhood memory builder. I must admit that the child in me still wanted to plop on old Santa's lap last week as he ho ho'd in the doorway of a store last weekend, week-end, but the grownup side of me wouldn't allow it. I love the Christmas music - a pleasant change from the "teen stuff" I hear constantly at home. I even dug out an old Hawaaian Christmas recording of the Twelve Days of Christmas. I will admit that it is a bit different from the usual stereo-typed rendition we've become accustomed to. It ' begins "Number one day of Christmas my Tu tu gave to me one Mynah bird in one Papaya tree. Number 2 day of Christmas my Tu tu gave to me - 2 coconuts and a mynah bird in one papaya tree. It carries on down through 3 dried squid, 4 flower leis, 5 fat pigs -6 hula lessons, 7 swimming shrimp, 8 ukeleles, 9 pounds of poi, 10 cans of beer, 11 missionaries (amen) and 12 televisions. Well, what do you expect? Who everheard of a partridge - or even a pear tree in the tropics? I love the Christmas feeling feel-ing - the music - people |