Tuesday, December 24, 2013

May You Keep the Spirit of Christmas in Your Heart

In 1897 a little girl called Virginia O'Hanlon (1889–1971) who lived in New York City asked her father whether Santa Claus really existed because her friends had told her he didn't.
Virginia's father, Dr O’Hanlon, suggested she write to The Sun, a prominent New York City newspaper at the time because, he told her, 'If you see it in The Sun, it's so.'

The response, written by one of the paper's editors, Francis Pharcellus Church, struck an immediate chord with many readers, even though it wasn't published in a prominent part of the newspaper.
Francis Church  had been a war correspondent during the American Civil War, a period which saw great suffering and a corresponding lack of hope and faith throughout much of American society.
Perhaps it was his experiences during the war that led him to see an opportunity to address the philosophical issues underlying Virginia's simple letter.
Virginia O'Hanlon died in 1972 and her obituary was published in The New York Times. She had given the original letter to a granddaughter who had pasted it into a scrapbook and for many years it was thought that the scrapbook had been destroyed in a house fire.
Thirty years after the fire, the letter was discovered intact.
Here is the text of Virginia's letter and the response, as they appeared inThe Sun newspaper on 21 September 1897.

Collage: From left: Virginia O’Hanlon, c. 1897 (Courtesy James Temple), editorial writer Francis P. Church (The Century Association Archives Foundation) and the start of Church’s famous editorial (Newseum collection).

Yes, Virginia, There Is A Santa Claus


"DEAR EDITOR: I am 8 years old.
Some of my little friends say there is no Santa Claus.
Papa says, 'If you see it in THE SUN it's so.'
Please tell me the truth; is there a Santa Claus?"


VIRGINIA O'HANLON.
115 WEST NINETY-FIFTH STREET."
"VIRGINIA, your little friends are wrong. They have been affected by the skepticism of a skeptical age. They do not believe except [what] they see. They think that nothing can be which is not comprehensible by their little minds. All minds, Virginia, whether they be men's or children's, are little. In this great universe of ours man is a mere insect, an ant, in his intellect, as compared with the boundless world about him, as measured by the intelligence capable of grasping the whole of truth and knowledge.
Yes, VIRGINIA, there is a Santa Claus. He exists as certainly as love and generosity and devotion exist, and you know that they abound and give to your life its highest beauty and joy. Alas! how dreary would be the world if there were no Santa Claus. It would be as dreary as if there were no VIRGINIAS. There would be no childlike faith then, no poetry, no romance to make tolerable this existence. We should have no enjoyment, except in sense and sight. The eternal light with which childhood fills the world would be extinguished.
Not believe in Santa Claus! You might as well not believe in fairies! You might get your papa to hire men to watch in all the chimneys on Christmas Eve to catch Santa Claus, but even if they did not see Santa Claus coming down, what would that prove? Nobody sees Santa Claus, but that is no sign that there is no Santa Claus. The most real things in the world are those that neither children nor men can see. Did you ever see fairies dancing on the lawn? Of course not, but that's no proof that they are not there. Nobody can conceive or imagine all the wonders there are unseen and unseeable in the world.
You may tear apart the baby's rattle and see what makes the noise inside, but there is a veil covering the unseen world which not the strongest man, nor even the united strength of all the strongest men that ever lived, could tear apart. Only faith, fancy, poetry, love, romance, can push aside that curtain and view and picture the supernal beauty and glory beyond. Is it all real? Ah, VIRGINIA, in all this world there is nothing else real and abiding.
No Santa Claus! Thank God! he lives, and he lives forever. A thousand years from now, Virginia, nay, ten times ten thousand years from now, he will continue to make glad the heart of childhood." 



May you always keep the Spirit of Christmas in your hearts.

Merry Christmas & Happy Holidays from my family to yours.

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