I was just thinking the other day about the fact that with Thanksgiving over, and ‘Black Friday” behind us, we are now officially in the Christmas season. I love the decorations, parades, the music of Christmas, and especially children. They get so excited about Santa, gifts, school and church programs. They may love Christmas parades even more than I do.

Two young boys were overheard coming out of Sunday School one morning, and one asked the other, “Do you believe what they tell us about Satan or the Devil?” The other replied, “Nah, it’s just like Santa Claus, it’s your daddy.”

A little girl came home from Sunday School with a picture she had drawn of a manger scene. Her mother asked her to identify the various characters. The girl showed her mom the baby Jesus, Mary and Joseph, shepherds, wise men, various animals etc. The mother inquired about a little round figure down in the corner. The girl answered, “Oh Mom, that’s Round John Virgin.”

A boy came home with a similar picture and he too identified the various characters, and when his Dad asked about a square box on a shelf off to the side, the boy answered, “Oh Dad, that’s their TV set.”

Am I the only one who wonders about retailers, who depend on sales at this time of the year to provide a major portion of their profit for the entire year, who refuse to use the term Christmas, but insist on “seasons greetings,” or “happy holidays?” Frankly, I’m offended by that.

On Saturday morning, Nov. 28, the day after “Black Friday,” I was sitting in my recliner reading the Richmond Register. Nancie came into the den and said, “You need to turn the TV to KET2.” Because I’m afraid not to mind her, I did as I was told.

There I found a musical program with the Three Priests. This was from St. Patrick’s Cathedral in Armagh, Northern Ireland. These men are wonderful singers, and for two hours I was mesmerized by their music. They were accompanied by an orchestra, piano, harp and were backed up by a wonderful choir. We were treated to a rehearsal they had with famed flautist, James Galway.

There was a great variety of songs. Most were sacred, but a few were secular. I heard, “Panis Angelicus,” “Pie Jesu”, the Bach/Gounod “Ave Maria.” and hymns, “Be Thou My Vision”, “Abide With Me,” and “Be Still My Soul.”

They closed with a beautiful setting of the “Irish Blessing.” — “May the road rise to meet you; May the wind blow at your back; May the sun shine warmly on your face; May the rain fall softly on your field; And until we meet again, May God hold you in the palm of His hand.”

I honestly can’t think of a more wonderful way to begin this season. I wish all my readers could have heard it. It was absolutely glorious.

Trivia answer

During World War I, so many men from Breathitt County volunteered for military service, no one was drafted from that county. The only such county in the nation.

Trivia question

In what year did Louisville become the first official home of the Kentucky State Fair?

Thought for the day

Why save for a rainy day, when you have an umbrella, a raincoat, and galoshes?

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