6:39 PM, Friday, December 24, 2010: Astro Santa Arrived Today and Quickly Found a Home. ... But, How Did He Get Here?
There he is, snugly and quickly nestled into the McCurdy baseball pack. Surrounded by several ghosts of Astros Seasons Past, and another guy we know as Brownie Claus, Astro Santa appears to be right at home. He appears at home because that’s exactly where he is – tight at home as though he had been here at least forty-five years or so.
But how did he get here? Here’s the answer in parody, but it is still the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth.
Twas the night before Christmas, I drove back to our house,
From a long day of visits, with my family and spouse.
We stepped on the porch, which we left fairly bare,
And we sighted a package, now placed there with care.
“To: Bill McCurdy From Darrell” is all a note said,
So we took it inside, it was light as sliced bread.
And placed by the tree, as we scurried to bed.
But I just couldn’t sleep, toss-turning, instead,
As visions of sugar plums danced in my head.
There was only one balm for this nettlesome clatter,
And that was to get up and settle the matter.
By opening the box, and checking it out.
I’d then get some sleep; no mysteries about.
Away to the tree, I flew like a flash.
Tore open the package, in a one-gift-wrap bash,
What my eyes soon beheld, was a thing of pure beauty.
“Astro Santa,” so christened, prepped a life of love’s duty,
To give to the kids, in the name of God’s Love,
A beat only found – in a ball and a glove.
So, thank you, friend Darrell, for your major part,
In feeding the soul – of this old kid at heart.
Thank You and Merry Christmas, Darrell Pittman!
Your grateful friend and baseball colleague, Bill
Darrell Pittman: As Good a Man as There Is.
Astro Santa Close, with Christmas Ghost of Roy Oswalt in Background,
“Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night.”
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