by James H. Burns On an arctic December night in Brooklyn when I was a tot, my family went to visit a local Christmas attraction. It was one of those "Christmas wonderland" houses, popular at the time, and people lined around the block to take in its colorful lights and seasonal set pieces ... More >>
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