Once upon a time, it was Christmas

I remember growing up in the rural Bible belt of northeast Alabama. We celebrated holidays like most people. OK, not like some people, but we celebrated holidays. We usually didn't have snow on Christmas and I have seen Thanksgiving with green leaves. For several years, I would water-ski on New Years Day. That is part of living in the deep south. The little town I am from (Oxford, AL), and yes it was small then, as well as the town next door (Anniston, AL) had a Christmas Parade every year. All the local High School marching bands would play Christmas Carols in the parade and local businesses and churches would make floats that depicted the Christ child as the central theme. Thermos' full of coffee and pots of hot chocolate were always a big hit. Oxford cleaners would give you a cup for free! (Two if they liked you & they liked everyone.) 

Also in the parade, you would see at least 10-12 old cars that had been decorated to the hilt and had a blonde beauty riding in it or on it. Somewhere along the way, some Shriners would ride mini-bikes 'round and 'round in circles and zig-zags. People, yep, complete strangers would throw candy from the floats. There were usually at least one horse club riding horses along the route. Then, as if we were to be surprised, Santa and Mrs. Clause were at the end of the parade. It was a way of saying, "Christmas is coming soon!"

NOW...

The High School bands play Burl Ives medleys and the floats are encouraged to stay away from a "Too Religious" themes so as not to offend anyone. All occupants of cars in the parade must wear a seat belt or have an OSHA approved railing. Motorcycles and mini-bikes must maintain slow and direct paths and any throwing of candy is strictly prohibited. If animals are allowed in the parade, they must have bags attached to catch any waste products produced during said parade. 

I have heard it reported that some parades don't include Santa.  Hmm??

What happened? We have lost our sense of common sense. I don't ever remember hearing of someone dying from being hit in the head by peppermints. Horses poop! Watch your step. Mini-bikes with grown men are funny. Let 'em ride! Then, there is the issue that really matters. No matter how you slice it, it is the celebration of the birth of Jesus Christ. Have fun! Celebrate! Rejoice!

Nativity scenes are part of Christmas. Baby Jesus is the reason for the season. 

MERRY CHRISTmas!