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	<title>Comments on: My favorite childhood Christmas gift</title>
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		<title>By: Santa Claus</title>
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		<author>Santa Claus</author>
		<pubDate>Fri, 09 Nov 2007 18:28:23 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I love to read posts like this!
Remembering Christmas is one of my favorite things to do</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I love to read posts like this!<br />
Remembering Christmas is one of my favorite things to do</p>
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		<title>By: Sherry</title>
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		<author>Sherry</author>
		<pubDate>Tue, 21 Aug 2007 11:08:07 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My favorite childhood Christmas gift was the year I got my record player, as they were called in those days.  I don't really remember much about my childhood but I think I must have been around 10 or 12 years old and was beginning to become really interested in music, especially the rock and roll music played on the radio.  I know this will sound very strange to a lot of people but even at that age, I still believed in Santa Claus but was beginning to have thoughts about Santa Claus being my parents.  Santa Claus was so magical to me that I never wanted to give up believing in him.  This one particular Christmas, I had asked Santa Claus for a record player and some records.  This terminology is showing my age!  I awoke that Christmas morning and there was my record player and some record albums!  I know now that much sacrifice was in that gift, too.  But as I was going through the record albums, I saw Paul Revere and the Raiders and some other groups who had recorded albums that I really wanted and liked, but I also noticed there were a couple of albums from the Big Band era and thought, "I didn't ask for these.  Who are these bands?"  Then I realized that this was the music that my mother and daddy listened to and enjoyed and I realized that Santa Claus was my parents.  I never said anything to them about it for years and just kept pretending about Santa Claus for them.  Now as I look back on all the Christmases we had, I realize that the magic of Christmas was kept alive by my parents and they were definitely my Santa Claus and I'm thankful for that.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My favorite childhood Christmas gift was the year I got my record player, as they were called in those days.  I don&#8217;t really remember much about my childhood but I think I must have been around 10 or 12 years old and was beginning to become really interested in music, especially the rock and roll music played on the radio.  I know this will sound very strange to a lot of people but even at that age, I still believed in Santa Claus but was beginning to have thoughts about Santa Claus being my parents.  Santa Claus was so magical to me that I never wanted to give up believing in him.  This one particular Christmas, I had asked Santa Claus for a record player and some records.  This terminology is showing my age!  I awoke that Christmas morning and there was my record player and some record albums!  I know now that much sacrifice was in that gift, too.  But as I was going through the record albums, I saw Paul Revere and the Raiders and some other groups who had recorded albums that I really wanted and liked, but I also noticed there were a couple of albums from the Big Band era and thought, &#8220;I didn&#8217;t ask for these.  Who are these bands?&#8221;  Then I realized that this was the music that my mother and daddy listened to and enjoyed and I realized that Santa Claus was my parents.  I never said anything to them about it for years and just kept pretending about Santa Claus for them.  Now as I look back on all the Christmases we had, I realize that the magic of Christmas was kept alive by my parents and they were definitely my Santa Claus and I&#8217;m thankful for that.</p>
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