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    Merry Christmas to all, and special wishes to Todd & staff for all you do!!  Smiley Santa

     

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      Merry Christmas everyone and remember Jesus the reason for the season!

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        Merry Christmas to all!

        Every year I write a Christmas short story. This year's short story, The Christmas Letter, was fortunate to have won first place in the St. Augustine Florida newspaper's Holiday Story Contest:

        -----------------------

        The Christmas Letter
        2012 Holiday Short Story by RL Williams

        "Good afternoon, Miss Bumpers," I greeted with a wave as the elderly lady made her way to the curb with an air of happy anticipation.

        "Hello," she replied, opening the creaking rusty door of an empty mailbox.

        "Oh my," Miss Bumpers said with sudden disappointment.

        "Expecting something?" I asked.

        "I was hoping a letter would come today. Oh well, it looks like it won't be here for Christmas," she sighed as she walked dejectedly back to her front door and disappeared into her small well-kept house.

        "Wonder what that's all about?" I thought, noticing another neighbor approaching on the sidewalk.

        "Hi, Sandy, Merry Christmas," I acknowledged.

        "Merry Christmas to you too," she replied.

        "Hey, what's up with Miss Bumpers?" I asked. "She seemed really down when she checked her mailbox and nothing was there."

        "Oh, you probably don't know about her, since you just moved here a few weeks ago," Sandy answered.

        "Miss Bumpers' husband passed away several years ago and she went into an emotional tailspin," Sandy explained. "The person you bought your house from would send her a Christmas letter every year after that, saying some encouraging things to lift her spirits. It became a tradition she looked forward to since she has no family around here."

        "So, she's still waiting for this year's letter," I surmised.

        "Yes," Sandy answered. "A few months after he moved into a nursing home, he passed away. He always typed the letter and signed it 'A Friend' so she never knew who it was from. I didn't have the heart to tell her what had happened to him."

        "And there is no one to send that letter now," I confirmed.

        "Kind of sad," Sandy frowned. "Well, I've got to go. It's starting to get dark. We are having a Christmas Eve dinner and I have to get everything ready."

        "OK, Merry Christmas," I said, turning back toward my house.

        As I walked up the front steps to my Christmas adorned porch I looked over at Miss Bumpers' house and noticed one lonely light on inside. Looking around at our outdoor Christmas decorations I was reminded of the joy and happiness of the season and how exciting Christmas was growing up as a child.

        After pausing a moment I opened the front door and went inside.

        "It's getting cold out there," I advised as I entered the family room, noticing my young son and daughter next to our lighted six-foot Christmas tree.

        "Hey guys," I smiled. "I've got a fun project for us. You want to help?"

        "Sure," Rebecca affirmed.

        "Me too," Charlie agreed.

        "Let's see, how am I going to do this?" I thought to myself.

        "We need some paper, scissors, an envelope and that old typewriter out in the garage," I said, as we went to gather the necessary items.

        "Here's what we are going to do," I explained. "Since Christmas is about giving, we are going to write a Christmas letter to give to Miss Bumpers next door."

        "What do we want to say?" I asked Charlie and Sandy as I put a sheet of paper in the typewriter, hoping a flash or brilliance would show itself.

        We all looked at each other.

        "How about Merry Christmas?" Charlie broke the silence.

        "And let's tell her we hope her Christmas wishes come true," Rebecca adds.

        "OK," I agreed as I pecked away at the old typewriter keys, thankful that the aging machine still worked and relieved that the old ribbon yielded letters that were halfway readable.

        For the next half hour, the three of us composed a masterpiece, or at least the best we could do given the self-imposed deadline and our abilities to convey encouraging thoughts and ideas.

        "Now we will sign it 'A Friend'," I commented as I finished my typing.

        We sealed the letter in an envelope that I had typed her address on. We pasted an old used stamp in the corner.

        "Done. What do you think?" I asked Charlie and Sandy as I held up the finished project.

        "I like our letter," Charlie offered.

        "Me too, I think it is a good letter," Sandy agreed.

        "Let's take the letter next door," I said before the three of us headed out the front door.

        We arrived at Miss Bumpers' front door and Charlie reached up to ring the doorbell.

        A few moments later the porch light turned on and she answered the door.

        "Good evening, Miss Bumpers," I said with a smile.

        "Hello," she said in a tired voice.

        "It looks like we have a letter that was supposed to be for you," I offered as I handed her the envelope.

        "Oh my goodness," she said with an immediate excitement and smile.

        "Thank you. I was wondering what had happened to this letter," a grateful Miss Bumpers commented.

        "Knowing that someone cares means the world to me," she said as she wiped away a tear.

        "Well, Miss Bumpers," I added, "I'm sure more people care than you know. Merry Christmas."

        "Merry Christmas to you and your family too," she replied as a new found happy spirit emerged.

        We turned and headed home, all three of us with energized smiles.

        "Wow, she really seemed to like our Christmas letter," Charlie observed.

        "Funny how something like a simple little letter can make her so happy," Rebecca added.

        "Yes," I agreed as I thought for a moment. "Sometimes it's the small things that can make all of us happy."

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          Ah yes, the litle things.

                                                         

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            AfrikaansGesëende Kersfees
            AfrikanderEen Plesierige Kerfees
            African/ Eritrean/ TigrinjaRehus-Beal-Ledeats
            AlbanianGezur Krislinjden
            Arabic:Idah Saidan Wa Sanah Jadidah
            Argentine:Feliz Navidad
            Armenian:Shenoraavor Nor Dari yev Pari Gaghand
            Azeri:Tezze Iliniz Yahsi Olsun
            Bahasa Malaysia:Selamat Hari Natal
            Basque:Zorionak eta Urte Berri On!
            Bengali:Shuvo Naba Barsha
            Bohemian:Vesele Vanoce
            Brazilian:Boas Festas e Feliz Ano Novo
            Breton:Nedeleg laouen na bloavezh mat
            Bulgarian:Tchestita Koleda; Tchestito Rojdestvo Hristovo
            Catalan:Bon Nadal i un Bon Any Nou!
            Chile:Feliz Navidad
            Chinese: (Cantonese)Gun Tso Sun Tan'Gung Haw Sun
            Chinese: (Mandarin)Kung His Hsin Nien bing Chu Shen Tan
            Choctaw:Yukpa, Nitak Hollo Chito
            Columbia:Feliz Navidad y Próspero Año Nuevo
            Cornish:Nadelik looan na looan blethen noweth
            Corsian:Pace e salute
            Crazanian:Rot Yikji Dol La Roo
            Cree:Mitho Makosi Kesikansi
            Croatian:Sretan Bozic
            Czech:Prejeme Vam Vesele Vanoce a stastny Novy Rok
            Danish:Glædelig Jul
            Duri:Christmas-e- Shoma Mobarak
            Dutch:Vrolijk Kerstfeest en een Gelukkig Nieuwjaar! or Zalig Kerstfeast
            English:Merry Christmas
            Eskimo: (inupik)Jutdlime pivdluarit ukiortame pivdluaritlo!
            Esperanto:Gajan Kristnaskon
            Estonian:Ruumsaid juulup|hi
            Faeroese:Gledhilig jol og eydnurikt nyggjar!
            Farsi:Cristmas-e-shoma mobarak bashad
            Finnish:Hyvaa joulua
            Flemish:Zalig Kerstfeest en Gelukkig nieuw jaar
            French:Joyeux Noel
            Frisian:Noflike Krystdagen en in protte Lok en Seine yn it Nije Jier!
            Galician:Bo Nada
            Gaelic:Nollaig chridheil agus Bliadhna mhath ùr!
            German:Froehliche Weihnachten
            Greek:Kala Christouyenna!
            Hausa:Barka da Kirsimatikuma Barka da Sabuwar Shekara!
            Hawaiian:Mele Kalikimaka
            Hebrew:Mo'adim Lesimkha. Chena tova
            Hindi:Shub Naya Baras
            Hausa:Barka da Kirsimatikuma Barka da Sabuwar Shekara!
            Hawaian:Mele Kalikimaka ame Hauoli Makahiki Hou!
            Hungarian:Kellemes Karacsonyi unnepeket
            Icelandic:Gledileg Jol
            Indonesian:Selamat Hari Natal
            Iraqi:Idah Saidan Wa Sanah Jadidah
            Irish:Nollaig Shona Dhuit or Nodlaig mhaith chugnat
            Iroquois:Ojenyunyat Sungwiyadeson honungradon nagwutut. Ojenyunyat osrasay.
            Italian:Buone Feste Natalizie
            Japanese:Shinnen omedeto. Kurisumasu Omedeto
            Jiberish:Mithag Crithagsigathmithags
            Korean:Sung Tan Chuk Ha
            Latin:Natale hilare et Annum Faustum!
            Latvian:Prieci'gus Ziemsve'tkus un Laimi'gu Jauno Gadu!
            Lausitzian:Wjesole hody a strowe nowe leto
            Lettish:Priecigus Ziemassvetkus
            Lithuanian:Linksmu Kaledu
            Low Saxon:Heughliche Winachten un 'n moi Nijaar
            Macedonian:Sreken Bozhik
            Maltese:IL-Milied It-tajjeb
            Manx:Nollick ghennal as blein vie noa
            Maori:Meri Kirihimete
            Marathi:Shub Naya Varsh
            Navajo:Merry Keshmish
            Norwegian:God Jul or Gledelig Jul
            Occitan:Pulit nadal e bona annado
            Papiamento:Bon Pasco
            Papua New Guinea:Bikpela hamamas blong dispela Krismas na Nupela yia i go long yu
            Pennsylvania German:En frehlicher Grischtdaag un en hallich Nei Yaahr!
            Peru:Feliz Navidad y un Venturoso Año Nuevo
            Philipines:Maligayan Pasko!
            Polish:Wesolych Swiat Bozego Narodzenia or Boze Narodzenie
            Portuguese:Feliz Natal
            Pushto:Christmas Aao Ne-way Kaal Mo Mobarak Sha
            Rapa-Nui (Easter Island):Mata-Ki-Te-Rangi. Te-Pito-O-Te-Henua
            Rhetian:Bellas festas da nadal e bun onn
            Romanche (sursilvan dialect):Legreivlas fiastas da Nadal e bien niev onn!
            Rumanian:Sarbatori vesele
            Russian:Pozdrevlyayu s prazdnikom Rozhdestva is Novim Godom
            Sami:Buorrit Juovllat
            Samoan:La Maunia Le Kilisimasi Ma Le Tausaga Fou
            Sardinian:Bonu nadale e prosperu annu nou
            Serbian:Hristos se rodi
            Slovakian:Sretan Bozic or Vesele vianoce
            Sami:Buorrit Juovllat
            Samoan:La Maunia Le Kilisimasi Ma Le Tausaga Fou
            Scots Gaelic:Nollaig chridheil huibh
            Serb-Croatian:Sretam Bozic. Vesela Nova Godina
            Serbian:Hristos se rodi.
            Singhalese:Subha nath thalak Vewa. Subha Aluth Awrudhak Vewa
            Slovak:Vesele Vianoce. A stastlivy Novy Rok
            Slovene:Vesele Bozicne. Screcno Novo Leto
            Spanish:Feliz Navidad
            Swedish:God Jul and (Och) Ett Gott Nytt År
            Tagalog:Maligayamg Pasko. Masaganang Bagong Taon
            Tami:Nathar Puthu Varuda Valthukkal
            Trukeese:(Micronesian) Neekiriisimas annim oo iyer seefe feyiyeech!
            Thai:Sawadee Pee Mai
            Turkish:Noeliniz Ve Yeni Yiliniz Kutlu Olsun
            Ukrainian:Srozhdestvom Kristovym
            Urdu:Naya Saal Mubarak Ho
            Vietnamese:Chung Mung Giang Sinh
            Welsh:Nadolig Llawen
            Yugoslavian:Cestitamo Bozic
            Yoruba:E ku odun, e ku iye'dun!

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              Merry     Christmas      Todd   to   you   and   yours   and   to   Everyone   on    LP

               

               

              God  Bless       Each    and    Everyone

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                Merry Christmas to all!

                Every year I write a Christmas short story. This year's short story, The Christmas Letter, was fortunate to have won first place in the St. Augustine Florida newspaper's Holiday Story Contest:

                -----------------------

                The Christmas Letter
                2012 Holiday Short Story by RL Williams

                "Good afternoon, Miss Bumpers," I greeted with a wave as the elderly lady made her way to the curb with an air of happy anticipation.

                "Hello," she replied, opening the creaking rusty door of an empty mailbox.

                "Oh my," Miss Bumpers said with sudden disappointment.

                "Expecting something?" I asked.

                "I was hoping a letter would come today. Oh well, it looks like it won't be here for Christmas," she sighed as she walked dejectedly back to her front door and disappeared into her small well-kept house.

                "Wonder what that's all about?" I thought, noticing another neighbor approaching on the sidewalk.

                "Hi, Sandy, Merry Christmas," I acknowledged.

                "Merry Christmas to you too," she replied.

                "Hey, what's up with Miss Bumpers?" I asked. "She seemed really down when she checked her mailbox and nothing was there."

                "Oh, you probably don't know about her, since you just moved here a few weeks ago," Sandy answered.

                "Miss Bumpers' husband passed away several years ago and she went into an emotional tailspin," Sandy explained. "The person you bought your house from would send her a Christmas letter every year after that, saying some encouraging things to lift her spirits. It became a tradition she looked forward to since she has no family around here."

                "So, she's still waiting for this year's letter," I surmised.

                "Yes," Sandy answered. "A few months after he moved into a nursing home, he passed away. He always typed the letter and signed it 'A Friend' so she never knew who it was from. I didn't have the heart to tell her what had happened to him."

                "And there is no one to send that letter now," I confirmed.

                "Kind of sad," Sandy frowned. "Well, I've got to go. It's starting to get dark. We are having a Christmas Eve dinner and I have to get everything ready."

                "OK, Merry Christmas," I said, turning back toward my house.

                As I walked up the front steps to my Christmas adorned porch I looked over at Miss Bumpers' house and noticed one lonely light on inside. Looking around at our outdoor Christmas decorations I was reminded of the joy and happiness of the season and how exciting Christmas was growing up as a child.

                After pausing a moment I opened the front door and went inside.

                "It's getting cold out there," I advised as I entered the family room, noticing my young son and daughter next to our lighted six-foot Christmas tree.

                "Hey guys," I smiled. "I've got a fun project for us. You want to help?"

                "Sure," Rebecca affirmed.

                "Me too," Charlie agreed.

                "Let's see, how am I going to do this?" I thought to myself.

                "We need some paper, scissors, an envelope and that old typewriter out in the garage," I said, as we went to gather the necessary items.

                "Here's what we are going to do," I explained. "Since Christmas is about giving, we are going to write a Christmas letter to give to Miss Bumpers next door."

                "What do we want to say?" I asked Charlie and Sandy as I put a sheet of paper in the typewriter, hoping a flash or brilliance would show itself.

                We all looked at each other.

                "How about Merry Christmas?" Charlie broke the silence.

                "And let's tell her we hope her Christmas wishes come true," Rebecca adds.

                "OK," I agreed as I pecked away at the old typewriter keys, thankful that the aging machine still worked and relieved that the old ribbon yielded letters that were halfway readable.

                For the next half hour, the three of us composed a masterpiece, or at least the best we could do given the self-imposed deadline and our abilities to convey encouraging thoughts and ideas.

                "Now we will sign it 'A Friend'," I commented as I finished my typing.

                We sealed the letter in an envelope that I had typed her address on. We pasted an old used stamp in the corner.

                "Done. What do you think?" I asked Charlie and Sandy as I held up the finished project.

                "I like our letter," Charlie offered.

                "Me too, I think it is a good letter," Sandy agreed.

                "Let's take the letter next door," I said before the three of us headed out the front door.

                We arrived at Miss Bumpers' front door and Charlie reached up to ring the doorbell.

                A few moments later the porch light turned on and she answered the door.

                "Good evening, Miss Bumpers," I said with a smile.

                "Hello," she said in a tired voice.

                "It looks like we have a letter that was supposed to be for you," I offered as I handed her the envelope.

                "Oh my goodness," she said with an immediate excitement and smile.

                "Thank you. I was wondering what had happened to this letter," a grateful Miss Bumpers commented.

                "Knowing that someone cares means the world to me," she said as she wiped away a tear.

                "Well, Miss Bumpers," I added, "I'm sure more people care than you know. Merry Christmas."

                "Merry Christmas to you and your family too," she replied as a new found happy spirit emerged.

                We turned and headed home, all three of us with energized smiles.

                "Wow, she really seemed to like our Christmas letter," Charlie observed.

                "Funny how something like a simple little letter can make her so happy," Rebecca added.

                "Yes," I agreed as I thought for a moment. "Sometimes it's the small things that can make all of us happy."

                -----------------------

                Beautiful story, duckman, thank you and Merry Christmas.Smiley Santa


                                                             
                                     
                                                         

                 

                 

                 

                 

                                                                                                                   

                "The only thing necessary for evil to triumph is for good men to do nothing"

                                                                                                            --Edmund Burke

                 

                 

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                  Merry Christmas to all!

                  Every year I write a Christmas short story. This year's short story, The Christmas Letter, was fortunate to have won first place in the St. Augustine Florida newspaper's Holiday Story Contest:

                  -----------------------

                  The Christmas Letter
                  2012 Holiday Short Story by RL Williams

                  "Good afternoon, Miss Bumpers," I greeted with a wave as the elderly lady made her way to the curb with an air of happy anticipation.

                  "Hello," she replied, opening the creaking rusty door of an empty mailbox.

                  "Oh my," Miss Bumpers said with sudden disappointment.

                  "Expecting something?" I asked.

                  "I was hoping a letter would come today. Oh well, it looks like it won't be here for Christmas," she sighed as she walked dejectedly back to her front door and disappeared into her small well-kept house.

                  "Wonder what that's all about?" I thought, noticing another neighbor approaching on the sidewalk.

                  "Hi, Sandy, Merry Christmas," I acknowledged.

                  "Merry Christmas to you too," she replied.

                  "Hey, what's up with Miss Bumpers?" I asked. "She seemed really down when she checked her mailbox and nothing was there."

                  "Oh, you probably don't know about her, since you just moved here a few weeks ago," Sandy answered.

                  "Miss Bumpers' husband passed away several years ago and she went into an emotional tailspin," Sandy explained. "The person you bought your house from would send her a Christmas letter every year after that, saying some encouraging things to lift her spirits. It became a tradition she looked forward to since she has no family around here."

                  "So, she's still waiting for this year's letter," I surmised.

                  "Yes," Sandy answered. "A few months after he moved into a nursing home, he passed away. He always typed the letter and signed it 'A Friend' so she never knew who it was from. I didn't have the heart to tell her what had happened to him."

                  "And there is no one to send that letter now," I confirmed.

                  "Kind of sad," Sandy frowned. "Well, I've got to go. It's starting to get dark. We are having a Christmas Eve dinner and I have to get everything ready."

                  "OK, Merry Christmas," I said, turning back toward my house.

                  As I walked up the front steps to my Christmas adorned porch I looked over at Miss Bumpers' house and noticed one lonely light on inside. Looking around at our outdoor Christmas decorations I was reminded of the joy and happiness of the season and how exciting Christmas was growing up as a child.

                  After pausing a moment I opened the front door and went inside.

                  "It's getting cold out there," I advised as I entered the family room, noticing my young son and daughter next to our lighted six-foot Christmas tree.

                  "Hey guys," I smiled. "I've got a fun project for us. You want to help?"

                  "Sure," Rebecca affirmed.

                  "Me too," Charlie agreed.

                  "Let's see, how am I going to do this?" I thought to myself.

                  "We need some paper, scissors, an envelope and that old typewriter out in the garage," I said, as we went to gather the necessary items.

                  "Here's what we are going to do," I explained. "Since Christmas is about giving, we are going to write a Christmas letter to give to Miss Bumpers next door."

                  "What do we want to say?" I asked Charlie and Sandy as I put a sheet of paper in the typewriter, hoping a flash or brilliance would show itself.

                  We all looked at each other.

                  "How about Merry Christmas?" Charlie broke the silence.

                  "And let's tell her we hope her Christmas wishes come true," Rebecca adds.

                  "OK," I agreed as I pecked away at the old typewriter keys, thankful that the aging machine still worked and relieved that the old ribbon yielded letters that were halfway readable.

                  For the next half hour, the three of us composed a masterpiece, or at least the best we could do given the self-imposed deadline and our abilities to convey encouraging thoughts and ideas.

                  "Now we will sign it 'A Friend'," I commented as I finished my typing.

                  We sealed the letter in an envelope that I had typed her address on. We pasted an old used stamp in the corner.

                  "Done. What do you think?" I asked Charlie and Sandy as I held up the finished project.

                  "I like our letter," Charlie offered.

                  "Me too, I think it is a good letter," Sandy agreed.

                  "Let's take the letter next door," I said before the three of us headed out the front door.

                  We arrived at Miss Bumpers' front door and Charlie reached up to ring the doorbell.

                  A few moments later the porch light turned on and she answered the door.

                  "Good evening, Miss Bumpers," I said with a smile.

                  "Hello," she said in a tired voice.

                  "It looks like we have a letter that was supposed to be for you," I offered as I handed her the envelope.

                  "Oh my goodness," she said with an immediate excitement and smile.

                  "Thank you. I was wondering what had happened to this letter," a grateful Miss Bumpers commented.

                  "Knowing that someone cares means the world to me," she said as she wiped away a tear.

                  "Well, Miss Bumpers," I added, "I'm sure more people care than you know. Merry Christmas."

                  "Merry Christmas to you and your family too," she replied as a new found happy spirit emerged.

                  We turned and headed home, all three of us with energized smiles.

                  "Wow, she really seemed to like our Christmas letter," Charlie observed.

                  "Funny how something like a simple little letter can make her so happy," Rebecca added.

                  "Yes," I agreed as I thought for a moment. "Sometimes it's the small things that can make all of us happy."

                  -----------------------

                  Most excellent, heart touching story. Love it! MerryChristmas and Joy to your holiday season!!

                  “Everyone must know their limitations...then defy them!” 
                   Me

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                    Merry Christmas to all!

                    Every year I write a Christmas short story. This year's short story, The Christmas Letter, was fortunate to have won first place in the St. Augustine Florida newspaper's Holiday Story Contest:

                    -----------------------

                    The Christmas Letter
                    2012 Holiday Short Story by RL Williams

                    "Good afternoon, Miss Bumpers," I greeted with a wave as the elderly lady made her way to the curb with an air of happy anticipation.

                    "Hello," she replied, opening the creaking rusty door of an empty mailbox.

                    "Oh my," Miss Bumpers said with sudden disappointment.

                    "Expecting something?" I asked.

                    "I was hoping a letter would come today. Oh well, it looks like it won't be here for Christmas," she sighed as she walked dejectedly back to her front door and disappeared into her small well-kept house.

                    "Wonder what that's all about?" I thought, noticing another neighbor approaching on the sidewalk.

                    "Hi, Sandy, Merry Christmas," I acknowledged.

                    "Merry Christmas to you too," she replied.

                    "Hey, what's up with Miss Bumpers?" I asked. "She seemed really down when she checked her mailbox and nothing was there."

                    "Oh, you probably don't know about her, since you just moved here a few weeks ago," Sandy answered.

                    "Miss Bumpers' husband passed away several years ago and she went into an emotional tailspin," Sandy explained. "The person you bought your house from would send her a Christmas letter every year after that, saying some encouraging things to lift her spirits. It became a tradition she looked forward to since she has no family around here."

                    "So, she's still waiting for this year's letter," I surmised.

                    "Yes," Sandy answered. "A few months after he moved into a nursing home, he passed away. He always typed the letter and signed it 'A Friend' so she never knew who it was from. I didn't have the heart to tell her what had happened to him."

                    "And there is no one to send that letter now," I confirmed.

                    "Kind of sad," Sandy frowned. "Well, I've got to go. It's starting to get dark. We are having a Christmas Eve dinner and I have to get everything ready."

                    "OK, Merry Christmas," I said, turning back toward my house.

                    As I walked up the front steps to my Christmas adorned porch I looked over at Miss Bumpers' house and noticed one lonely light on inside. Looking around at our outdoor Christmas decorations I was reminded of the joy and happiness of the season and how exciting Christmas was growing up as a child.

                    After pausing a moment I opened the front door and went inside.

                    "It's getting cold out there," I advised as I entered the family room, noticing my young son and daughter next to our lighted six-foot Christmas tree.

                    "Hey guys," I smiled. "I've got a fun project for us. You want to help?"

                    "Sure," Rebecca affirmed.

                    "Me too," Charlie agreed.

                    "Let's see, how am I going to do this?" I thought to myself.

                    "We need some paper, scissors, an envelope and that old typewriter out in the garage," I said, as we went to gather the necessary items.

                    "Here's what we are going to do," I explained. "Since Christmas is about giving, we are going to write a Christmas letter to give to Miss Bumpers next door."

                    "What do we want to say?" I asked Charlie and Sandy as I put a sheet of paper in the typewriter, hoping a flash or brilliance would show itself.

                    We all looked at each other.

                    "How about Merry Christmas?" Charlie broke the silence.

                    "And let's tell her we hope her Christmas wishes come true," Rebecca adds.

                    "OK," I agreed as I pecked away at the old typewriter keys, thankful that the aging machine still worked and relieved that the old ribbon yielded letters that were halfway readable.

                    For the next half hour, the three of us composed a masterpiece, or at least the best we could do given the self-imposed deadline and our abilities to convey encouraging thoughts and ideas.

                    "Now we will sign it 'A Friend'," I commented as I finished my typing.

                    We sealed the letter in an envelope that I had typed her address on. We pasted an old used stamp in the corner.

                    "Done. What do you think?" I asked Charlie and Sandy as I held up the finished project.

                    "I like our letter," Charlie offered.

                    "Me too, I think it is a good letter," Sandy agreed.

                    "Let's take the letter next door," I said before the three of us headed out the front door.

                    We arrived at Miss Bumpers' front door and Charlie reached up to ring the doorbell.

                    A few moments later the porch light turned on and she answered the door.

                    "Good evening, Miss Bumpers," I said with a smile.

                    "Hello," she said in a tired voice.

                    "It looks like we have a letter that was supposed to be for you," I offered as I handed her the envelope.

                    "Oh my goodness," she said with an immediate excitement and smile.

                    "Thank you. I was wondering what had happened to this letter," a grateful Miss Bumpers commented.

                    "Knowing that someone cares means the world to me," she said as she wiped away a tear.

                    "Well, Miss Bumpers," I added, "I'm sure more people care than you know. Merry Christmas."

                    "Merry Christmas to you and your family too," she replied as a new found happy spirit emerged.

                    We turned and headed home, all three of us with energized smiles.

                    "Wow, she really seemed to like our Christmas letter," Charlie observed.

                    "Funny how something like a simple little letter can make her so happy," Rebecca added.

                    "Yes," I agreed as I thought for a moment. "Sometimes it's the small things that can make all of us happy."

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                        Merry Christmas to all!

                        Every year I write a Christmas short story. This year's short story, The Christmas Letter, was fortunate to have won first place in the St. Augustine Florida newspaper's Holiday Story Contest:

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                        The Christmas Letter
                        2012 Holiday Short Story by RL Williams

                        "Good afternoon, Miss Bumpers," I greeted with a wave as the elderly lady made her way to the curb with an air of happy anticipation.

                        "Hello," she replied, opening the creaking rusty door of an empty mailbox.

                        "Oh my," Miss Bumpers said with sudden disappointment.

                        "Expecting something?" I asked.

                        "I was hoping a letter would come today. Oh well, it looks like it won't be here for Christmas," she sighed as she walked dejectedly back to her front door and disappeared into her small well-kept house.

                        "Wonder what that's all about?" I thought, noticing another neighbor approaching on the sidewalk.

                        "Hi, Sandy, Merry Christmas," I acknowledged.

                        "Merry Christmas to you too," she replied.

                        "Hey, what's up with Miss Bumpers?" I asked. "She seemed really down when she checked her mailbox and nothing was there."

                        "Oh, you probably don't know about her, since you just moved here a few weeks ago," Sandy answered.

                        "Miss Bumpers' husband passed away several years ago and she went into an emotional tailspin," Sandy explained. "The person you bought your house from would send her a Christmas letter every year after that, saying some encouraging things to lift her spirits. It became a tradition she looked forward to since she has no family around here."

                        "So, she's still waiting for this year's letter," I surmised.

                        "Yes," Sandy answered. "A few months after he moved into a nursing home, he passed away. He always typed the letter and signed it 'A Friend' so she never knew who it was from. I didn't have the heart to tell her what had happened to him."

                        "And there is no one to send that letter now," I confirmed.

                        "Kind of sad," Sandy frowned. "Well, I've got to go. It's starting to get dark. We are having a Christmas Eve dinner and I have to get everything ready."

                        "OK, Merry Christmas," I said, turning back toward my house.

                        As I walked up the front steps to my Christmas adorned porch I looked over at Miss Bumpers' house and noticed one lonely light on inside. Looking around at our outdoor Christmas decorations I was reminded of the joy and happiness of the season and how exciting Christmas was growing up as a child.

                        After pausing a moment I opened the front door and went inside.

                        "It's getting cold out there," I advised as I entered the family room, noticing my young son and daughter next to our lighted six-foot Christmas tree.

                        "Hey guys," I smiled. "I've got a fun project for us. You want to help?"

                        "Sure," Rebecca affirmed.

                        "Me too," Charlie agreed.

                        "Let's see, how am I going to do this?" I thought to myself.

                        "We need some paper, scissors, an envelope and that old typewriter out in the garage," I said, as we went to gather the necessary items.

                        "Here's what we are going to do," I explained. "Since Christmas is about giving, we are going to write a Christmas letter to give to Miss Bumpers next door."

                        "What do we want to say?" I asked Charlie and Sandy as I put a sheet of paper in the typewriter, hoping a flash or brilliance would show itself.

                        We all looked at each other.

                        "How about Merry Christmas?" Charlie broke the silence.

                        "And let's tell her we hope her Christmas wishes come true," Rebecca adds.

                        "OK," I agreed as I pecked away at the old typewriter keys, thankful that the aging machine still worked and relieved that the old ribbon yielded letters that were halfway readable.

                        For the next half hour, the three of us composed a masterpiece, or at least the best we could do given the self-imposed deadline and our abilities to convey encouraging thoughts and ideas.

                        "Now we will sign it 'A Friend'," I commented as I finished my typing.

                        We sealed the letter in an envelope that I had typed her address on. We pasted an old used stamp in the corner.

                        "Done. What do you think?" I asked Charlie and Sandy as I held up the finished project.

                        "I like our letter," Charlie offered.

                        "Me too, I think it is a good letter," Sandy agreed.

                        "Let's take the letter next door," I said before the three of us headed out the front door.

                        We arrived at Miss Bumpers' front door and Charlie reached up to ring the doorbell.

                        A few moments later the porch light turned on and she answered the door.

                        "Good evening, Miss Bumpers," I said with a smile.

                        "Hello," she said in a tired voice.

                        "It looks like we have a letter that was supposed to be for you," I offered as I handed her the envelope.

                        "Oh my goodness," she said with an immediate excitement and smile.

                        "Thank you. I was wondering what had happened to this letter," a grateful Miss Bumpers commented.

                        "Knowing that someone cares means the world to me," she said as she wiped away a tear.

                        "Well, Miss Bumpers," I added, "I'm sure more people care than you know. Merry Christmas."

                        "Merry Christmas to you and your family too," she replied as a new found happy spirit emerged.

                        We turned and headed home, all three of us with energized smiles.

                        "Wow, she really seemed to like our Christmas letter," Charlie observed.

                        "Funny how something like a simple little letter can make her so happy," Rebecca added.

                        "Yes," I agreed as I thought for a moment. "Sometimes it's the small things that can make all of us happy."

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                              Merry Christmas, duckman, thanks for sharing your award winning story with us lotterypost members!

                              Merry Christmas lottery post members! Noel White Bounce Snowman Smiley Santa

                              I agree. A great story. If you ever want to expand it, it would make a good story to turn into a script (a movie of the week, etc).

                              Just as the bird sings or the butterfly soars,

                              because it is his natural characteristic,

                              so the artist works.

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