On this Christmas morning our folks forgot to fill the stockings and later when we found them full, they told us an elf slid under the door to do it while we weren't looking. Maybe Greg didn't buy it but I did. Christmas mornings Greg would always drag me out of bed at 3:00am to see what Santa brought us.....the folks too which I'm sure thrilled them. When we were teenagers, Mom would joke that we would never admit to her that there was no Santa for fear Christmas morning would stop. There probably was some truth to that !
Greg never stopped believing in Santa and kept the spirit of those Christmas mornings all his life!
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