Essays, Art and Plays by Dan

Dear Santa:

I doubt if you remember me because the last time I wrote to you was in 1956 when I was 5 years old. Thank you for the Red Ryder BB gun that you brought to me, I went outside and shot at our outhouse that was about 50 yards away. Our dear mother left you a plate of homemade chocolate chip cookies that year.

For this year, please forget the BB guns and bring me a year’s supply of BenGay for my aching back and joints. If any of your elves are pharmacists, I could also use some pills to improve my fading memory. I am a lousy baker so I will leave you a $10.00 Pandora gift card instead of cookies.

Gracias Santa qnd please tell Mrs. Claus hello for me,

Dan