By Clyde Davis: CNJ Columnist
This time of year has long meant pheasant hunting, an activity associated, for me, with the holiday season, regardless of whether or not any birds were brought home. Ironically and sadly, this year I will be unable to go.
Thus we introduce the idea that the holidays are not usually all that they seem or all that we hope they will be. A listen to select verses of “I Believe in Father Christmas” will drive this home in a new way: