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I was in the first grade when I found out there was no Santa Claus. I was crushed if there was no Santa there would be no presents that year. Christmas morning I got up and headed to the Christmas tree dragging my feet. There under the tree were presents! And I heard sleigh bells outside! I ran as fast as my legs would carry me out side and there in the new fallen snow was sleigh tracks and hoof tracks going up the hill and out of sight. I came back into the house and asked my dad how can that be? There has to be a Santa. He looked at me and smiled with a twinkle in his eye and said,"There is always magic." I never found out how that happened but I guess dad was right. There is always magic.
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I love walking my dogs and exploring around Lake Cumberland in Kentucky.