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By Wick Fisher
Moose Lake Star-Gazette 

I'll be home for Christmas

Wick's World


December 6, 2018

My family once had one of those tiny and very ugly orange Gremlins in which we were able to pack our three young sons and everything needed to make a full Christmas at Grandma and Grandpa’s. The ‘everything we needed’ part included gifts for all three kids, Mom and Dad, Grandpa and Grandma, Sis and her husband and nephew Wade and Julie. In addition, we squeezed in Jethro, our Norwegian Elkhound, Silent, our Siamese cat and a treasure trove of Christmas songs that we sang along our way.

Christians celebrate this as the birth of Jesus Christ. My son once asked me if I thought Jesus was a charlatan or a true teacher of the meaning of life and the universe. I loved that he asked me the question I had been studying for the last 50 years. This is what I replied. I believe that Jesus was indeed the last being in which The Holy, Divine Intelligence or God, if you will, appeared in human form. I also believe that he came to teach Love. My son believes the same.

Unfortunately, it didn’t take long for Jesus’ teachings and the teachings of other Prophets to be molded into religions which in some instances are a poorly disguised means of controlling the masses. I am saying this with absolutely no disrespect aimed at churches and religions. Having said that, I believe religions serve a purpose and if they would ever get back to the one-word teaching (Love) of Jesus Christ, the world would be a much better place.

For the past 20 years my Mayan teacher taught me that all ways (religions, faiths, etc.) are good and all can also have some wicked misinterpretations. This is what I taught my children. One way our young family shared the love of Christmas is by singing our holiday carols while driving that packed Gremlin to Chamberlain, South Dakota and later to Sioux City, Iowa. We knew all of the words to “Jingle Bells” along with a few other songs. For the ones lacking complete lyrics, we would fill in the blanks by singing very loudly, “Blah, blah, blah.” Man, was that a fun time. It went by too fast, but it left us with a lot of memories.

That joy, camaraderie, fellowship and the love for each other and all things is coming to Minnesota this year. No one in our family can remember having Christmas in Minnesota. We always conceded to Grandma and Grandpa and we would travel to their place. Once they both had departed this world, our family began what we called destination Christmases.

Beginning with the first one in 2006, 11 of us celebrated Christmas at a stunning ocean-side home we rented in Cabo San Lucas, Baja Mexico. This was so successful that it soon became an annual celebration. We rented huge homes in Flagstaff and Phoenix, in Arizona, and Lake Tahoe, La Jolla, San Francisco, San Diego and Oceanside, in California. Word got out about how much fun we were having celebrating the holidays and soon we were joined by close friends and distant relatives. By the time we got to Austin, Texas, New Orleans, Louisiana and Clearwater, Florida our group had numbered 21. Obviously, logistics became way more difficult. Two side-by-side houses needed to be rented and accommodating 21 differing schedules was a nightmare.

So, this year my family can truly live out the song, “I’ll be Home for Christmas.” Our sons and spouses will enjoy their first Minnesota Christmas ever. May we be blessed with a fresh layer of white snow, peace on earth and goodwill to all. Ironically, it took until our last year as Minnesotans to pull this off. By next fall, God-willing, we will be grandparents living in California. The Annual Christmases can be held anywhere in the world, even at home.

It’s the love shared by family that is the true Spirit of Christmas. In our family, the joy of the season is universal. We celebrate together with our brothers and sisters from around the world the festivals of the Jewish Hanukkah, Islamic Eid-al-Adha, Hindu’s Diwali, Bodhi Day, Kwanzaa, the Hispanic Las Posadas, and don’t forget Jerry Seinfeld’s family who gave us “Festivus for the rest of us.”

“Have yourself a very merry Christmas” and happy holidays to all.


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