Yes, there is a Santa Claus and I believe in him. We went to a stage production put on by a group of women here in town. They tap dance and most are over 60. The oldest is 83. The program was an hour and a half long and the auditorium was sold out. It was a Christmas theme and the music brought back many memories from my early childhood. I knew there was a Santa because he always ate the cookies and drank the milk that I left out. I think I was 43 when I finally quite putting out the milk and cookies. I had a job at the local drugstore delivering call in orders and running the fountain. I lived in Louisville, Ky., the home of distilleries of all kinds. I knew that pure alcohol was 200 proof and any thing of lesser proof was diluted. One snowy night I had to deliver a bottle of 200 proof alcohol to a tavern about a mile away. I asked the druggist why would the owner of the tavern order such, since he had a tavern full of booze. He said he would dilute it and make what they...