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I could hear a Dad at the entrance steps of the MFA say, "Santa" to his wife as he gently turned his little children toward me as I crossed the snow on Huntington Ave. The little girl was shy, but the Son returned my wave.

Posted by Bob White on December 24, 2009 9:24 AM