Where your stuff goes when you're gone

Oh the stories that float from the items at a house sale.

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Anthony's Still Married to a Christmas Nut

For long-time fans who are familiar with Anthony's essay Married To A Christmas Nut, first published in 1977, you may want to read the follow-up, Still Married To A Christmas Nut, to that first Christmas in that tiny apartment in Belleville, N.J.

Christmas Cowboy!

Read all about it here at NJ Voices.

The original essay, Married To A Christmas Nut is inclued in A FATHER'S PLACE: An Eclectic Collection, and No Christmas is included in Sister Dressed Me Funny, which, by the way, you may still order in time for gift exchanges on Dec. 25.

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Don't forget, it's a birthday party!

Get out the party hats, the paper horns 

and don't forget the presents.

Ho, ho, ho.

Don't try this at home

Now, THAT'S a long walk!

Or this!

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Married to a Christmas Nut

At the end of November, my plain, normal, ordinary English teaching wife went mad.

She whistled tunes about a fat guy, deer that stand in the rain and told me not to be naughty because I was being watched.

She cluttered the breakfast table with holly until I could not find my cereal bowl.

Eggnog filled each and every shelf in the refrigerator and all my root beer had been banished to the pantry. I awakened to smell the chestnuts.

It was too late to change her or find a cure, I married a Christmas Nut!

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Primary Colors On The Christmas Tree

Remember the big hot bulbs
we clipped on our
Christmas tree in those
long ago years?
Unlike today they were hot
to the touch - & prolly
started many a fire
as if anyone lived
to tell the tale
But far fewer fires
than the candles of old
that burned with one hot color
Unlike the big hot light
bulbs in primary colors
that cooked the dead
evergreen while we
drank our eggnog

By Anthony Buccino


Remember the big hot bulbs we clipped on our Christmas trees long ago?
They were hot to the touch - & prolly started many a fire
But far fewer fires than the candles of old that burned with one hot color
Unlike the big hot light bulbs in primary colors that cooked the dead evergreen while we drank our eggnog and played with our presents



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MARRIED TO A CHRISTMAS NUT

At the end of November, my plain, normal, ordinary English teaching wife went mad.

She whistled tunes about a fat guy, deer that stand in the rain and told me not to be naughty because I was being watched.

She cluttered the breakfast table with holly until I could not find my cereal bowl.

Eggnog filled each and every shelf in the refrigerator and all my root beer had been banished to the pantry. I awakened to smell the chestnuts.

It was too late to change her or find a cure, I married a Christmas Nut!

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