Yesterday, Molly and I attended the Christmas sing-and-dance-along at our granddaughters' pre-school and, of course, Santa came to visit. He gave each child a wrapped present and posed for a photo. Most of the visits went beautifully with a little chat between the jolly old gent and the child on his lap. But as every parent will recall, some of these meet-and-greets with photo opportunities (no matter how well prepared and planned for) "Gang oft a-gley" as Robert Burns put it. Some of the children were having none of the strange man in red with the large white beard.
This made me recall the very first newspaper appearance by my younger sister and me. It was in the 1950s in Holyoke, Massachusetts. I was about 4 and my sister was 14 months younger. One of us, however, was having none of the photo session with Santa Claus. As shown below, a newspaper photograpgher caught the ephemeral moment in time and it was published (even though our last name was mispelled somehow).
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Copyright 2019, John D. Tew
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