Merry Christmas 1 Grandmoiier cont'd from pg. 10 "About a month ago," he replied with a smile. "| saw her death notice in the paper and thought of just bringing the gift to the house and refunding the money for the sleigh ride, but your mother seemed so in- sistent that she wanted her grand- daughter to have this gift, that i decided to follow her wishes." As he spoke, the grand-daughter was putting on a warm coat and a scarf over her head. "I'd like to go mom." Her mother nodded. Rebecca sat in the sleigh, feeling strange at first, awkward at the attention she knew they were getting as they drove through the streets of the town. The sleigh had been equipped with little wheels that could be let down to raise the runners off the paved street and raised up out of the way when they reached the snowy lanes in the country. Ali the same, it seemed strange to be driven by a horse, while cars swished past them and people stopped to look. Then the feel of wind in her face, the rhythm of the horse's hooves, the jingle of horse brasses and the warmth of the sleigh robes in which she was wrapped worked their magic. Before she knew it, they were on a snow covered lane and all that could be heard was the swish of the runners, the soft thump-thump of the horse's hooves. Itwas afairy Su AT, dC Fo he xf ok : A, Oh or e 1 ob OT Nan J Hane "Hard Time" but a "Good Time" ¢ New Year's Eve Party with proceeds to the Ann Farwell Public Library Join us for the countdown and welcome in the New Year Milford Town Hall Friday, December 31, 1993 Happy Hour begins at 8:00 p.m. Dancing from 9:00 p.m. to 1:00 a.m. Non-stop music by Mike the D.J. Lunch provided Cash Bar Spot Dances No special dress required --- come as you are and have fun! $25.00/couple $12.50/single Due to space, tickets are limited. Avoid disappointment, get your ticket early! Tickets Available at Hick's Store or Ann Farwell Library Board Members or contact Dottie Dance 476-3897 [6] I 4 b a f Le, "eo o t=O ; v 7 NO = Sha "os ANG 0] Fed ® } C0, & od LF 0 =k world of snow and sparkles. The horse's hooves threw up diamond dust of powdery snow. More ice crystal filed the mooniit air with shimmers of light. Even crippled and old, her grandmother had remembered the feelings of riding in a sieigh and had longed for it again. Rebecca began to understand the Christmas gift her grandmother had given her. She began to see that even as frail and crippled as her body had been, her heart and mind were as free as the sleigh running over the snow. Her grandmother came back to her, young and full of fun, older and full of love, and she could remember her grandmother as she had been, not with anger at the woman's having left her, but with joy at having her memory returned in the delight of this ride. She felt again her grandmother's pleasure in the simple joys of life, in snow, in moonlight, in the feel of the wind in her face, in enjoying the moment and in passing this enjoyment along. Christmas would not be the time when grandmother died, but when they had gone for a sleigh ride. Grandmother was with her, she could feel her there. She would always be with her. *Merry Christmas grandma," she said to herself, "| love you." St. Philip's A.C.W. invites you to their Chniatman Bayan & Tea Milford Town Hall November 20th 2 to 4 o'clock in the afternoon Potpourri (Gift items) Christmas Tree (Decorations) Pins 8 Needles (Sewing & Knitting) Country Kitchen (Baking) | bourmet's Delight (Jams, Pickles & Vinegar)