A letter from Dargan to Santa

December 20, 2009|By LLOYD "PETE" WATERS

Dear Santa,

I still remember some of those neat gifts you dropped off at my grandmother's house when I was just a kid growing up in Dargan.

My first sled was a hoot, and I still think of those nights under the moonlight sledding down through the fields of Dargan on the hard crusted snow.

Some other gifts I can remember from the 1950s were just the neatest.

The BB gun was a surprise. The multicolored marbles, cap gun, transistor radio, two-wheeled scooter and my Davy Crockett coonskin cap are things I will always remember.


I can also recall, like yesterday, the lids popping from the homemade root beer jars in the stairway, and my grandmother's sugar cookies in the tin container just perfectly made for offering to neighbors and friends.

It was a great time to be a kid, and Dargan was a great place to be growing up.

Santa, things have changed a lot over the years and I have to tell you Christmas is just not the same.

There are a lot of needs in the world today, so I thought I would ask you to consider a few gifts. I know you're busy, but just a few things please.

For my political friends, I wish you would bring them a little wisdom so they might understand how better to spend a taxpayer's dollar. Extravagant spending and waste have caused a lot of hardships for many good people. My political friends seem to have forgotten this.

For my religious friends, I wish you might bring them a bag filled with faith, hope and charity so they might share more with their neighbors, not in words, but in deeds. Maybe my atheist friends could use this gift, too.

I know many people who are sick in the neighborhood, and they could use a pound of comfort to help ease their pain.

To all of my military friends, I would ask that you might bring a little peace to the world so that they might have some good times to enjoy life with their families.

To my greedy friends on Wall Street and in the banking business, would you give them a little humility to understand that life should not be solely about how much money you can make or steal? A piece of coal in their stocking might serve as a reminder.

Whenever I try to call someone these days, I always get a recorded voice. Could you please deliver a real live human to answer the telephones? Maybe this could reduce the high unemployment rate.

While we are talking about jobs, could you please bring a job to those who want to work, and not so many gifts for those who don't want to work or be lazy?

I know you are a busy fellow, but just a few more requests and I will end this letter.

Maybe you could bring some good, affordable health insurance to everyone so they don't have to worry so much about getting sick.

For those people who might be a little lonely this Christmas Eve, could you bring them a friend?

I really can't understand my phone bill. Would you send me someone who can help explain all of the charges to me? It would make me sleep better at night.

And for my friend Tiger Woods, would you bring him a book that would help teach him as much about being a great husband and father as he is a golfer?

And finally Santa, my Uncle Sam has got himself into a real serious pickle. He owes a lot and lot of money and can't seem to find his way out of the cellar. Do you think you could bring him a few trillion dollars so he can pay his bills and start life over again? I know he would be a lot more responsible the next time around.

You're a great guy, Santa! I wish I still had my favorite cat's eye marble. That was the neatest gift of all.

P.S. - The milk and cookies are on the table.

Lloyd "Pete" Waters is a Sharpsburg resident who writes for The Herald-Mail.

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