One Christmas eve, there was a knock on our door. It was Santa – red suit, white beard, and all! My parents invited him in, and he proceeded to pose for photos with us and eat our cookies. After a while, he wished us all a merry Christmas and left.
Once the door closed behind him, we all looked at one another and asked, “Who ordered the Santa?”
To this day, we have no idea who that man was. – Kathy Brody