December 16, 2008

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   A SPECIAL CHRISTMAS MESSAGE
                  FROM MARILYN
 
We have run this special Christmas message before but since we have several hundred new readers I think maybe it ia approriate to include it again.
The 1954 Christmas Pageant
 
The year was 1954.      and Deecember I was in the eighth grade at the time.
The polio epidemic had eased up somewhat, but there were still a lot of children in the hospitals, many in iron lungs. One of those was in my Sunday School class. Her name was Joanne. I don't remember her last name, but that doesn't really matter. This is her story.
Joanne was one of the early victims of polio, and ended up sicker than most. She spent a good year in an iron lung before she was able to use just a respirator that was attached to her chest during the day. At night, she still needed to sleep in her "cocoon" as she called it. Once she was able to be outside the iron lung for any amount of time, her physical therapy started, and continued for a long time, it was years actually.
At the end of 1953 she was able to come back and visit our class, instead of the other way around us visiting her at home or in the hospital. She was in a wheel chair at first, still with a chest plate to help her breathe when she got tired. But, she would come about every couple of weeks. Eventually she was fitted with leg braces. Big, cumbersome and heavy things back then. She still needed crutches to walk.
At the start of the 1954 year we decided to put on a Christmas pageant for the church. Joanne was still around, now without the chest plate, but still mostly in her wheelchair. She only had the energy to walk a short distance at a time.
A few months later, we were ready. We'd memorized our parts (I was a shepherd). There was the Nativity, complete a stable and crib, Joanne was one of the three kings, and she and the other two kings would come on stage last.
The organist started playing "We three kings of Orient are Ănd The lights went down. and the procession started at the back of the church. It wasn't until the three kings had made it half way up the aisle that the audience realized what was happening, why the awed silence in back.
When they looked around they saw Joanne. Walking. Without her crutches. Holding just a staff, and singing and smiling through her own tears. She finally reached the first step up to the altar and the Nativity.
The audience stood up, and clapped.
There wasn't a dry eye in the church..... 
 
                        MERRY CHRISTMAS      
 
 
                        
        THE RICH'S GREAT TREE
 
 
 
 
 A reader sends us these radio  links so we can share them witth our readers.
 
WE WANT TO SHARE AN OLD TIME   RADIO SHOW FROM THE PAST - IT  TAKES YOU TO GENE AUTRYS MELODY RANCH CHRISTMAS PARTY
    JUST CLICK HERE:  Christmas Party