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What...The Dickens!
(15/07/56 / Curragh Camp, Co. Kildare, Eire.)

What...The Dickens!

1963
was the worst winter
since
1740.

I was 7 then
(no not 1740...1963!)

And it was as if
all my Christmases
had come at once.

Only for the adults
was the cold - cold.

A furious storm!

To us kids
the world was all icicles

and snowmen then
were real snowmen.

Christmas was Dickens
come true

as if
(it had)
stepped right off the
page!

Never again
would Christmas be

so magical...so legendary

And even Santa
could still be

believed in.

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