A light in a callous world where, contrary to everything the Savior said, the poor and powerless get short shrift

(LP note: This piece starts off slowly but ends with a hammer throw to the heart. I teach writing; this is a piece I will require future students to study....)

In a 10th Avenue deli, an elegant girl from the prairie manages a herd of damaged boys with grace and good humor

My Christmas Vision

BY GARRISON KEILLOR

My little girl was born within a week of Christmas and, believe you me, conceiving one to hatch on target like that is no simple task. It takes planning and biotechnology, and the male is force-fed raw oysters, and the female must hang upside down in a dark room for hours.

I was 55 at the time and remember it well. This bonus baby was the last grandchild in my family, a last attempt to breed some frivolity and high-spiritedness into our somber Anglo line, and we seem to have succeeded. She is a socialite and comedian who shows almost no interest in clothes or toys or other material goods, despite our best efforts, and who only craves beautiful experiences such as swimming, a train ride, a party, lunch in a cafe with tablecloths and oddball waiters, or a stage show with singing and dancing and not too much smooching (euuuuuuu).

We brought her to New York in time to catch the big Christmas snowstorm, and she got to see the Radio City Christmas show in which one Rockette kicked off a shoe and kept dancing though off-kilter. Priceless.

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