For years I have said how nice it is to live here in Port Loring.  Waking up this morning to what beauty nature brought to us last night is just one more item to add to my list of things, that makes my days here that much more precious. Speaking of the snow that is that we had last night.  You know I have taken a lot of interest in our area to heart, with our locals and in reality i can’t honestly say I have met one not so nice person.  Sure some have their trend that is different than mine, but for most parts I enjoy being able to call them my friends.  Not to forget the tourists neither as I have made some mighty fine friends there also.  You know…the air in Port Loring is so pure, tourists come to visit and stop over for a few days just to fill their tires with it.   That’s not Brag neither, just fact.  Enjoy your day My Friends!

As A Writer here is My Favorite.

Dear Editor,
I am eight years old. Some of my little friends say there is no Santa Claus. Papa says “If you see it in the Sun it’s so.” Please tell me the truth, is there a Santa Claus?

Virginia O’Hanlon.
115 W.95th St

 

When Virginia O’Hanlon’s plaintive letter made it to his desk in late September, he could have easily passed the letter on to some anonymous staff writer for a quick innocuous reply.  But something in the letter made him pause.  Perhaps, he thought, this was an opportunity to say something meaningful about life, dreams, and innocence in an increasingly skeptical and commercial world.  He seized the opportunity an this was his reply.

Answer:

VIRGINIA, your little friends are wrong. They have been affected by the skepticism of a skeptical age. They do not believe except [what] they see. They think that nothing can be which is not comprehensible by their little minds. All minds, Virginia, whether they be men’s or children’s, are little. In this great universe of ours man is a mere insect, an ant, in his intellect, as compared with the boundless world about him, as measured by the intelligence capable of grasping the whole of truth and knowledge.

Yes, VIRGINIA, there is a Santa Claus. He exists as certainly as love and generosity and devotion exist, and you know that they abound and give to your life its highest beauty and joy. Alas! how dreary would be the world if there were no Santa Claus. It would be as dreary as if there were no VIRGINIA S. There would be no childlike faith then, no poetry, no romance to make tolerable this existence. We should have no enjoyment, except in sense and sight. The eternal light with which childhood fills the world would be extinguished.

Not believe in Santa Claus! You might as well not believe in fairies! You might get your papa to hire men to watch in all the chimneys on Christmas Eve to catch Santa Claus, but even if they did not see Santa Claus coming down, what would that prove? Nobody sees Santa Claus, but that is no sign that there is no Santa Claus. The most real things in the world are those that neither children nor men can see. Did you ever see fairies dancing on the lawn? Of course not, but that’s no proof that they are not there. Nobody can conceive or imagine all the wonders there are unseen and unsee-able in the world.

You may tear apart the baby’s rattle and see what makes the noise inside, but there is a veil covering the unseen world which not the strongest man, nor even the united strength of all the strongest men that ever lived, could tear apart. Only faith, fancy, poetry, love, romance, can push aside that curtain and view and picture the supernal beauty and glory beyond. Is it all real? Ah, VIRGINIA, in all this world there is nothing else real and abiding.

No Santa Claus! Thank GOD! he lives, and he lives forever. A thousand years from now, Virginia, nay, ten times ten thousand years from now, he will continue to make glad the heart of childhood.

Well didn’t get the weather and things on here this morning. The power went out at 8:00 AM and didn’t come back on till 12:30 PM. So what can one do.  Last night the Booth Family had a surprise birthday party for Randy Booth, which my wife and I attended. It sure made for a great night let me tell ya.  Lots of folks turned out Cathy and  Jack Ross was there, along with a great band.  Lots of laughs and even had my good friend Art Booth, singing there in the end. Have to say he brought some tears to my eyes. LOL Not to forget Patty Randy’s sister. She got up there and sang a song near the end also.  Have to say she did it quite well too.  Can’t forget Randy’s wife Sheri neither, as she worked so hard in bringing it all together. Great lady. Randy…. well let me tell ya. There is a man of very few, speaks his mind when asked a question and so much fun to be around. Louis the Booth’s family’s Mother, well she is a card too.  Nothing gets past that gal let me tell ya. Just watching her you could tell how proud she was and she should be too. Great lady.  Party went on till around 1:00 AM in the morning.    Great folks for sure.

On the other side of the coin we had two more wearers of the Pumpkin Hat last week First Picture is Dan Booth and the second ones were of Cathy Ross.  Jacks lovely wife whom is a very avid hunter let me tell you.  She was the only one that got the closest to getting a deer this year.  Great folks Dan, Cathy & Jack as with all the rest.  Randy & Kerry,  well they made it all come together. I should mention here that there is one more that should be wearing the Pumpkin hat and that is Jacob, Kerry Booths son, some how he neglected to let us know about him missing a deer coming up on him from behind LOL.  It won’t be forgotten though, not by a long shot.  LOL. Randy has it just a waitin’ for him. Now that it is over for the year I am thinking I am going to have Booth withdrawals now for awhile.  At any rate here are the pictures I just couldn’t not let you all have a look at Cathy and Dan.  For those that doesn’t know or didn’t see the last post where it explained what’s with the Pumpkin Hats, well the folks that miss a deer has to wear it.  I am thinking that Randy carries it under his coat, just ready to spring it on folks LOL LOL.  All in fun.  Also one one  of Cathy Leading the pack out of the bush for lunch.    Anyways to view the pictures better click on each on to enlarge.

Don’t forget that us here in Ontario to turn back your clocks an hour at 2:00 a.m. on Nov. 4.  OK by me, that extra hour under the sheets makes it all worth it.  Only draw back it gets darker earlier but in saying that, it makes up for it come morning.