Now I will believe...

I met a man in San Francisco. He told me a story, and like all the best stories, it is true.

Last Christmas Eve, he went to the Post Office and selected a Dear Santa letter to answer. It was an incredibly sad letter--two kids, single mom, desperately poor, no power, and no hope of celebrating anything.

So he went to the toy store just before closing time and bought every toy he could lay his hands on. Then he mapped out the address and followed it out to a remote location. And at the end of a long dirt road he found a shabby trailer. No power, just as the kids had said. When the mom answered his knock, he said, "Hi, I'm Santa Claus." She burst into tears. He gave the kids the toys, and he gave her everything he had left in his wallet, about $50. He said he wished he could have given her more, but it was all that he had.

Bless you, Francisco, wherever you are.

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