On Christmas Eve, I will leave a peppermint stick for old St. Nick.
Heâll have a big fat pack upon his back, and lots of goodies for you and me.
Yes, as Andy Williams sings, itâs the holiday season, and Santa Claus has got a toy for every good girl and good little boy.
So hoop-de-doo and hickory dock. And donât forget to hang up your sock, âcause just exactly at 12 oâclock, heâll be coming down the chimney.
As you can tell, Iâm been listening to a lot of Christmas music lately.
Itâs fun to drive around town and admire the lights while listening to Perry Como and other holiday merrymakers.
Nolte: The Timelessness of Rankin/Bass Christmas Specials
For the first time in forever, I watched
The Little Drummer Boy last night, a 1968 Christmas TV special produced by Arthur Rankin, Jr. and Jules Bass. Greer Garson narrates the 25-minute story of an orphaned boy exploited by bandits who (literally) finds Jesus.
The only reason I watched was out of a sense of nostalgia. The stop-motion animation was cruder than I remembered. Nevertheless, within a few minutes, none of that mattered. Here I am, edging into 55 years of age, and I got completely caught up in a 52-year-old children’s show about a little boy with a drum and his dancing animal friends. And I’m not embarrassed to say that the last few minutes put a little mist in my eyes.