I'll go first. I met Santa in Wichita Falls in 1960 or 61. He gave me a mini-loaf of Mrs. Bairds Bread. I remember a vague sense of dissapoint.
The next time I met Santa was in the parking lot of Sears and Robucks in Odessa. Sixty two or three, something like that.
He came in on a helicopter, which was a very big deal. That's the last time I saw Santa.
How about you OSA?
The next time I met Santa was in the parking lot of Sears and Robucks in Odessa. Sixty two or three, something like that.
He came in on a helicopter, which was a very big deal. That's the last time I saw Santa.
How about you OSA?