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As long as I can remember came Christmas cards in December - my aunts back home to thank. With glad tidings at yuletide and always tucked away inside a cheque from Barclays Bank. Looking back as I live and muse on Boxing Day I’d gamble and lose on some pony my bet to lay. In the birdcage or at the tote my losing ticket stubs in my coat but I’d be back on Cup Day. Playing poker and alley pool on our summer break before school I would either win big or rue. Like when on my merry way for a brand shiny new LP to play off I’d go to Record Rendezvous. And from the Sweet Briar fairy came a birthday card in late January just a few short weeks hence. Which was a master stroke for by then I was always broke as I had more dollars than sense. As long as this heart of mine hearkens a carol at Christmas time or candles a long age bode… I’ll remember a season’s joy and all the many cards as a boy I got from Sweet Briar Road. Written: January 2018

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