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Santa's short little bio “Through out my life I've been good and bad, naughty and nice I had not envisioned myself as Santa or even Black Peter. I laugh a lot but I thought it was depression or a bad sense of humor. Mostly I try to be truthful unless it may hurt some ones feeling so I must say the beard and hair I grew because I am a biker . Than it started to turn gray at 19 years old, I dyed it for a few decades until it became a bother. As the hair and beard turned full gray friends and strangers started to call me Santa. I worked with the French connection a fiber optics crew from Quebec we spoke little of each others languages. I knew though that things would be all right the first morning in the parking lot of our motel, the oldest meanest separatist leaned over his second floor balcony and in broken English hollered “Ahhh! Faader chreestmas ! How you be, Aey!” “I be fine and you, Jacques how be you? I should put you on Santas nice or naughty list? He just roared with laughter. So it went for the remainder of the job and when he left for the airport Jacques had tears in his eyes as he said goodbye “Faader Chreestmas safe journey, I miss you, come my house Chreestmas, for you beeg chimneys, cookies for you I have, maybe wine. “ he said with a wink and he was gone. So it began the confirming of the Santa persona that was the first year I wore the Santa suit, a cheap costume it was still it did make a few people merry at Christmas. Time went on and now rough and tough construction workers were asking me where I played Santa. Many asked this question in June and July, others just came right out and told me I would make a great Santa others said I was the best looking Santa they had seen. I bought a proper well made fully lined Santa suit and did a Test run, now I may go to work as a Santa or not only time will tell……. |