“Dear Santa Claus: I am very glad that you are coming around tonight,” it reads, the paper partially charred. “My little brother would like you to bring him a wagon which I know you cannot afford. I will ask you to bring him whatever you think best. Please bring me something nice what you think best.”
She signed it Mary McGann and added, “P.S. Please do not forget the poor.”
What Christmas is all about. Not the commercialism, run over your fellow man for a toaster, spoiling kids with hundreds of dollars worth of gifts, etc