The real Santa Claus does not reside at the North Pole like legend and folklore say. He actually resides (or at least used to for many years) with his wife on Christmas Tree Lane in New Milford, PA. This is a fact. Here is his website: http://www.santa-a-claus.com/ How do I know this you ask? New Milford is actually my hometown where I grew up. I am not just sharing this information in spirit of the holiday season either, here is our first Santa story!
Every year thousands of parents take thier children to see Santa. The parents anxiously wait in line with their little ones anticipating the perfect picture of thier beautiful child sitting on Santa's lap. The perfect holiday scenerio. I was not any different on Saturday. Aunt Lauren and I waited in line on Saturday at the Concord Mall in Wilminton, Delaware with Jackson and Tristan ready to sit on Santa's Lap. Babci waited outside of Santa Land with the camera aimed and ready to get the perfect shot. After waiting for awhile, Babci came over to tell us that she thought she recognized Santa.....from church....her church in New Milford, PA. Aunt Lauren and I were in disbelief that there in Delaware, 250 miles from New Milford, (where our parents live), that we would be seeing the Santa from our own hometown. What are the odds? Well I'm not sure the percentage, but I am guess very small. Call it ironic (there is actully controvery as well but I don't want to ruin the spirit of this post), or coincidince or whatever you like. I call it a reminder of the truely magical holiday season. We will always remember Jackson's (and Tristan's) first Christmas for yet another reason.
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