Chopped Liver
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Ha! No, I'm not Santa. I forgot that you haven't been around for the holidays, yet, and don't know the story.
Years ago (probably twenty, actually), my late mother-in-law hand knitted me a beautiful Santa hat. I had said I wanted one to wear on my mail route at Christmas time. It's a wonderful hat that I treasure, now that she's gone.
I decided to grow out my beard to accentuate the "look". So, although I always have a beard, it's usually kept trimmed quite short. I got into the custom of stopping the trimming at Labor Day, to give my beard time to grow out before Christmas.
It worked well, and for the remainder of my postal career I wore my Santa hat on my route beginning ten days before Christmas. Surprisingly, management didn't ever try to get me to stop. I never wore the hat in or around the office, but waited until I was out on the street to put it on.
It was a HUGE hit with my customers....especially the little kids. People began to look forward to it every year, and starting at the first of December people would start to ask me when I was going to start wearing my hat. Strangers would honk and wave as they saw me driving my mail truck.
We visit our grandkids at Christmas, and I started wearing the hat, with the beard, when we go to see them. They absolutely love it, and would be disappointed if I were to quit, I think.
So, there you have it! The story of my annual Santa beard....
What a neat story! Thanks for sharing it!