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Coffee Pot Bayou

St. Pete has a street named Coffee Pot Bayou Imbued with residents from Santa’s North Pole They create a place at Christmas you walk into Unequaled in its joy, nary is found a piece of coal Street corded off for

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Santa Smells Like Moth Balls

      In the North Shore suburbs of Chicago, in the 1940’s, around 1947, or so, I was a youngster. I suppose that I had a very typical childhood  for that era. My family was considered Middle Class. My father had

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