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"Yes, Virginia, There is a Santa Claus"
The story began in 1897, when Virginia O'Hanlon, the daughter of Dr. Philip O'Hanlon, a coroner's assistant on the Upper West Side, wrote the following letter to the editors of the now defunct New York Sun newspaper: "Dear Editor: I am 8 years old. Some of my little friends say there is no Santa Claus. Papa says, 'If you see it in The Sun, it's so.' Please tell me the truth; is there a Santa Claus?"
The now famous response, penned by veteran newsman Francis Pharcellus Church, appeared on the editorial page of The Sun on September 21, 1897, under the headline "Is There A Santa Claus?"
The Response:
Virginia, your little friends are wrong. They have been affected by the skepticism of a skeptical age. They do not believe except they see. They think that nothing can be which is not comprehensible by their little minds. All minds, Virginia, whether they be men’s or children’s, are little. In this great universe of ours, man is a mere insect, an ant, in his intellect as compared with the boundless world about him, as measured by the intelligence capable of grasping the whole of truth and knowledge.
Yes, Virginia, there is a Santa Claus. He exists as certainly as love and generosity and devotion exist, and you know that they abound and give to your life its highest beauty and joy. Alas! how dreary would be the world if there were no Santa Claus! It would be as dreary as if there were no Virginias. There would be no childlike faith then, no poetry, no romance to make tolerable this existence. We should have no enjoyment, except in sense and sight. The eternal light with which childhood fills the world would be extinguished.
Not believe in Santa Claus! You might as well not believe in fairies. You might get your papa to hire men to watch in all the chimneys on Christmas eve to catch Santa Claus, but even if you did not see Santa Claus coming down, what would that prove? Nobody sees Santa Claus, but that is no sign that there is no Santa Claus. The most real things in the world are those that neither children nor men can see. Did you ever see fairies dancing on the lawn? Of course not, but that’s no proof that they are not there. Nobody can conceive or imagine all the wonders there are unseen and unseeable in the world.
You tear apart the baby’s rattle and see what makes the noise inside, but there is a veil covering the unseen world which not the strongest man, nor even the united strength of all the strongest men that ever lived could tear apart. Only faith, poetry, love, romance, can push aside that curtain and view and picture the supernal beauty and glory beyond. Is it all real? Ah, Virginia, in all this world there is nothing else real and abiding.
No Santa Claus! Thank God! he lives and lives forever. A thousand years from now, Virginia, nay 10 times 10,000 years from now, he will continue to make glad the heart of childhood.
The now famous response, penned by veteran newsman Francis Pharcellus Church, appeared on the editorial page of The Sun on September 21, 1897, under the headline "Is There A Santa Claus?"
The Response:
Virginia, your little friends are wrong. They have been affected by the skepticism of a skeptical age. They do not believe except they see. They think that nothing can be which is not comprehensible by their little minds. All minds, Virginia, whether they be men’s or children’s, are little. In this great universe of ours, man is a mere insect, an ant, in his intellect as compared with the boundless world about him, as measured by the intelligence capable of grasping the whole of truth and knowledge.
Yes, Virginia, there is a Santa Claus. He exists as certainly as love and generosity and devotion exist, and you know that they abound and give to your life its highest beauty and joy. Alas! how dreary would be the world if there were no Santa Claus! It would be as dreary as if there were no Virginias. There would be no childlike faith then, no poetry, no romance to make tolerable this existence. We should have no enjoyment, except in sense and sight. The eternal light with which childhood fills the world would be extinguished.
Not believe in Santa Claus! You might as well not believe in fairies. You might get your papa to hire men to watch in all the chimneys on Christmas eve to catch Santa Claus, but even if you did not see Santa Claus coming down, what would that prove? Nobody sees Santa Claus, but that is no sign that there is no Santa Claus. The most real things in the world are those that neither children nor men can see. Did you ever see fairies dancing on the lawn? Of course not, but that’s no proof that they are not there. Nobody can conceive or imagine all the wonders there are unseen and unseeable in the world.
You tear apart the baby’s rattle and see what makes the noise inside, but there is a veil covering the unseen world which not the strongest man, nor even the united strength of all the strongest men that ever lived could tear apart. Only faith, poetry, love, romance, can push aside that curtain and view and picture the supernal beauty and glory beyond. Is it all real? Ah, Virginia, in all this world there is nothing else real and abiding.
No Santa Claus! Thank God! he lives and lives forever. A thousand years from now, Virginia, nay 10 times 10,000 years from now, he will continue to make glad the heart of childhood.
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Tribute To A Hero
Dan the Fireman
Rescue Two
9-11-01
Danny the fireman
Big and strong
He can’t do anything wrong
Up in the sky he shall be
Watching from Heaven you and me
Went off to the World Trade on that day
In his mind to save, save, save
Helped the people with all his heart
And on that day he did depart
But in his spirit he shall be here
To help all the children when they fear
He’ll make their way straight and clear
To save them all, for they are dear
Into the flames he went with no fear, and no tears
So please call on Dan
For he is your man to save the day
Because nothing shall ever stand in his way.
A poem written by Miss Kity for a friend
Big and strong
He can’t do anything wrong
Up in the sky he shall be
Watching from Heaven you and me
Went off to the World Trade on that day
In his mind to save, save, save
Helped the people with all his heart
And on that day he did depart
But in his spirit he shall be here
To help all the children when they fear
He’ll make their way straight and clear
To save them all, for they are dear
Into the flames he went with no fear, and no tears
So please call on Dan
For he is your man to save the day
Because nothing shall ever stand in his way.
A poem written by Miss Kity for a friend
Sad Souvenirs from WTC
One man dead from the fall...
One man ill from the cleanup...
Never Again
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