No More Days To Wait

Christmas Eve is that day in the song where they say, "No more days to wait. But now an even longer wait begins," meaning the wait between tonight when I go to bed and tomorrow when I wake up.

I never considered it much of a wait, though, as long as I could get to sleep. Because once you're asleep, it's over. The night speeds by.

Then Santa Claus came and worked his magic, eating all our candy and drinking our milk.

I have a tape, recorded evidence, that Santa visited us. We didn't have a fireplace but you can hear him rattling up through the furnace grate. And he talks on there about each of us kids and says "ho, ho, ho" a few times, I believe. It was recorded in 1959.

The voice sounds vaguely familiar, a lot like my late father.