BATEMAN: Geezer's Diary Part 75 – Christmas spirit
Festive it ainât. My place on Yankee Hill, for the first time in years, has no Christmas lights indoors or out. It has no Christmas wreath. No carols ring through the house, nor do boughs of holly grace its nooks and crannies. My home â and some may regard this as sacrilege â doesnât even have a Christmas tree. So I am the Grinch? Have I slammed the door on Christmas? Or am I a reclusive Scrooge who recoils at the mere thought of neighbors wishing me well? Not at all. In fact, friends and family over many years â and with some justification â have...
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