God Bless Us, Every One
Yesterday evening, I was out shopping with my mother, trying to finish up my last-minute gift buying, so as to hopefully avoid venturing out into the world of the crazies today.
We happened to be in the Crestwood area (for those of you not familiar, it's a suburb of St. Louis), and needed to stop into the Macy's at the Crestwood Mall. After getting what I needed to from Macy's, and quoting Miracle on 34th Street to a lovely young cashier who confusedly told me here name wasn't Virginia, we decided to take a stroll through the mall proper.
See, Crestwood Mall just happens to be dying. In the whole complex, which used to house a couple hundred stores at its peak, there are probably no more than two dozen storefronts still occupied. A youngish sort of man lifted his daughter, who was probably just school aged, up onto a coin operated train ride, and inserted a coin into the slot. The lights and the music started, and this little girl began laughing and screaming wildly with joy over train sounds and a midi file version of 'I've Been Working On the Railroad'. I found myself looking around the place as Mom and I walked through. The same Christmas lights that this particular mall had been using for as long as I can recall hung from the rafters, giving off a cheerful glow that illuminated the empty plazas and deserted shops. There was a Santa's Village, colourful and denying, with four people standing in line with their children, waiting to meet the man himself. The effect was that of bright red lipstick on a corpse.
As we walked, my mother and I made conversation, mostly about what a shame it was to see a place just completely dying out, but I was barely there. I found myself in the summer of 1997.
It was August, and I was at that same mall with a friend of mine named Joel and his stepsister Jamie, whom I was busy falling head over heels in love with. We had come to the mall simply because that was what one did when one was seventeen. We shopped for hours, with me convincing Jamie to try on dozens of outfits, ostensibly for her to pick out a new look for the school year we had just begun, but in reality simply because I loved looking at her and she knew it.
As we were finally leaving the mall and walking back to the car, Jamie was horrified to find that she had locked her keys in her car. They were just dangling there in the ignition, mocking us. Well, of course, being big strong men who could handle anything, Joel and I proceeded to do everything we could think of to try and get into the car, including going back into the mall and borrowing a coat hanger from a clothing store called Shifty's to try and pop the lock. I fumbled with the hanger, trying to pretend I knew what I was doing. Sadly, given that my profession at the time was not car thief, I failed to make any real progress.
After being vanquished by the door lock of a 1992 Ford Escort, Joel and I sat on a little hillside nearby while Jamie flagged down a security guard. It was sweltering hot, though certainly not out of character for August in St. Louis, and the sweat was pouring off me by the time the guard called a police officer, who dropped by and saved us from being forced to live at the mall by use of a slim jim. I never quite let Jamie live down that day, and it never failed to bring at least the ghost of a smile to her face, even toward the end of our relationship, when nothing about us seemed funny anymore. That day was perfect, to be young and in love and just discovering what it was like when someone loves you back.
I don't often take that memory out, to be honest. It's still fresh and bright in my mind, and I'm afraid that too much exposure to the light might wash it out, leave it faded. But it all came rushing back to me last night as my mother and I walked through a ghost town that had once been full of noise and light and energy.
Here was another landmark of my life that was nearly gone, like so many others before it. It's a process that we rarely notice at first, when the places and things around us start falling away, leaving us only with a vacant lot where there used to be a memory.
Life is impermanent, sadly. All of us will eventually fade away, leaving behind nothing but the faint shimmer of heat on the surface of the world. The central tragedy of human life, I believe, is that we only get one chance at it. We never learn anything early enough to put it to good use; life lessons always come too late to do anything but regret them.
Why am I taking this maudling, meandering journey down memory lane? Because it's Christmas time, and I always get this way at Christmas. I love this season more than anyone else I know, but in a wistful, lonesome sort of way that no one ever quite seems to get when I try to explain.
I'm not a religious man. But when I look at a house covered in twinkling Christmas lights, I always find myself marvelling at the wasted energy that went into that. Someone climbed up on to their roof, risking life and limb, in order to string up coloured lights that will only cost them more in electricity anyhow. And all of it is done in the name only of trying to make something, anything, a little bit better, a little bit more beautiful, a little bit special. I look at those lights, and I think of the people who live in those houses, and I feel like there's something better than this life, just slightly beyond what we can quite see, that connects all of us together. We all fight against the current, trying to impose our will on the world, trying to make something last, if only in the minds of those we love. We deny impermanence by pretending that it all matters. Then, of course, the season changes and we move on, and the world loses a little of its light all the time.
All of which is really just my roundabout way of saying Happy Christmas to all of you out there. I know that it may seem crass and commercial, but there's still something magical about it to me. It may not be perfect, but I love it anyhow.
So find the people you love, wrap your arms around them, and promise to never let go. It's a promise none of us can keep, but make it anyway. Eat too much, drink too much, then lock it all away in your mind, and use the light to keep away the dark. It may not be perfect, but it's all we really have.
I know this is supposed to be a baseball blog, and I do apologise for the lack of stat research that went into this. But I consider you all my friends, and it would have been disingenuous of me to make up some sort of post about the middle infield when I just don't care at the moment. And I hate lying to my friends.
So Happy Christmas to all of you out there. Happy Chanukah and Kwanzaa and Festivus and everything else too. Take care of yourselves, and thank you for living. I appreciate it more than you'll ever know.
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Your post
Very nicely written.
Thanks and Merry Christmas to you and all of your readers.
by StAlphonzo on Dec 24, 2008 12:13 PM EST reply actions 0 recs
Merry Christmas
and championship wishes for the new year to all of you great cards fans.
by hit and run on Dec 24, 2008 12:25 PM EST reply actions 0 recs
I enjoy the trips we take with you into nostalgia land
Thank you for the mini-journey into another decade, suburban St Louis and mall hopping with you and your friends.
Merry Christmas
if you can’t trust a southern lawyer cooking a kosher meal in a dumpster,
well, then, the world has grown far too cynical
by RosevilleRedbird on Dec 24, 2008 12:25 PM EST reply actions 0 recs
Very nice post
Very well written and emotive. It never hurts us to wax nostalgic. I particularly agree that our wisdom is always a day late and a dollar short. After surfing the baseball sites and reading blogs, I always come back to the best fans in baseball. Folks think that the world of baseball centers in New York, but for me it will always be St. Louis and the Cards. I treasure my years spent in the nosebleed seats at old Busch, watching Ted and Willie and admiring Vince streaking around the bases. Also I can’t get nostalgic about the cards without mentioning two of my favorites, Reggie Smith and Bernie Carbo. Wishing you all the best for the holidays and beyond. Merry Christmas.
victim of the sixties
by victim of the sixties on Dec 24, 2008 12:28 PM EST reply actions 0 recs
"I particularly agree that our wisdom is always a day late and a dollar short"
absolutely… if I knew what I know now at 17, wow, things would be quite a bit different (I think)
this line is dedicated to '09
by Cards Fan in Chitown on Dec 24, 2008 1:21 PM EST up reply actions 0 recs
my gawd i'd be running the world if i knew then what i know now
nice job red. i was in Northwest Plaza not too long ago & i could not believe what happened to that place. it was my summer hang out when i visited family during my teen’s & it was just so sad to see what had happened to the old girl.
our youth is fleeting, never to return to us once it’s gone. that might help explain why we hold onto a child’s game so tightly.
merry christmas VEB
I'm going to go try to find a puppy and kick it. - Brad Thompson AND THAT'S A WINNER!
by gdm426 on Dec 24, 2008 3:23 PM EST up reply actions 0 recs
Thanks RB
Nothing wrong with remembering every once in a while that there’s more to cherish in this life than baseball. Great post.
Free Colby
by Oregonian Redbird on Dec 24, 2008 6:53 PM EST up reply actions 0 recs
that was fun
great read. nothing wrong with getting a little philosophical as typically happens at the end of year period. as a seventeen year old in 97 as well, it was nice to jog some of my memories from that time too. Thanks and merry Xmas
by bagofballs on Dec 24, 2008 12:29 PM EST reply actions 0 recs
You have made this baseball fan very happy this morning, rb
A hearty thanks to you, DanUp, chuckb and the other writers who have come and gone (Especially lb, wherever you are).
Merry Christmas, and keep up the good work.
defy, cards, defy. hey logic --- you suck.
by effin fisk on Dec 24, 2008 12:32 PM EST reply actions 0 recs
Merry Christmas Aaron.
Your gift is under the ficus.
-CS
by Shadybird on Dec 24, 2008 12:34 PM EST reply actions 0 recs
Hooray!
Presents are even better than bittersweet nostalgia!
It was half my fault, and half the atmosphere.
by the red baron on Dec 24, 2008 12:58 PM EST up reply actions 0 recs
Merry Christmas
Watch out for Robot Santa!
by azruavatar on Dec 24, 2008 1:16 PM EST reply actions 0 recs
I don't have to worry about that
I have not been naughty, and not even Robot Santa himself can think that I have.
* sarcasm might be involved in this comment
by mattyfrommo on Dec 24, 2008 2:08 PM EST up reply actions 0 recs
you get a pogo stick
Dr. Zoidberg
www.GriffinandtheGargoyles.com or www.myspace.com/GriffinandtheGargoyles
Dont take me seriously :-D
by jealousblues on Dec 24, 2008 4:01 PM EST up reply actions 0 recs
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by Alxfritz on Dec 24, 2008 2:19 PM EST up reply actions 1 recs
Thanks for the heads up Az
This time of year I always seem to run into Robot Santa. That dude’s such a bummer. Thankfully this year I’ve recruited some back-up.
Aaron, you had me till “Happy Christmas”. Alright, and a Merry New Year to you. (Nice Post RB)
Ironically I found this site last year while shopping online for Christmas gifts. Small sample size but that might have something to due with the demise of malls across America. Anyway, VEB has been the gift that keeps on giving. Thank you to everyone in the community for what you contribute and I hope everyone has the Happiest of Holidays.
"Do what you want to the women and children but leave me alone"- George Carlin
by That's a Winner on Dec 25, 2008 1:59 AM EST up reply actions 0 recs
today's my birthday
and this post will be one of the best presents I get all day! thanks again, RB.
in particular, this reminds me of the mood I was in last night, reading about the ideas of impermanence in the dalai lama’s new book, the Art of Living (which I’ll be giving to someone tomorrow, hopefully not causing any controversy).
also, the reminiscing reminded me of that deerhunter song (which I listened to about 3 times last night) called Saved by Old Times. good stuff.
this line is dedicated to '09
by Cards Fan in Chitown on Dec 24, 2008 1:25 PM EST reply actions 0 recs
Happy birthday! I will drink a celebratory beer
but not one of those Dilirium Noels. Couldn’t find one (which is good, that beer kinda scared me). So now I can follow TRB’s advice and get a start on drinking too much.
* sarcasm might be involved in this comment
by mattyfrommo on Dec 24, 2008 2:17 PM EST up reply actions 0 recs
mmm
beer. I have to wait until I get home…. stupid weather sucks
this line is dedicated to '09
by Cards Fan in Chitown on Dec 24, 2008 2:22 PM EST up reply actions 0 recs
for some reason
I’ve been in the mood for another one of those… I guess since I’ve only tried it twice but I can’t remember how it tastes, other than it’s dangerous.
this line is dedicated to '09
by Cards Fan in Chitown on Dec 24, 2008 2:29 PM EST up reply actions 0 recs
I will be happy with the FireBrick
if they ever start selling that stuff at the stadium… well I might just never leave.
My Holiday wish is still that if they are gonna charge me a shit ton for beer, at least have some of the really good stuff on hand. I think I am gonna walk around the ballpark with a petition for that next year.
* sarcasm might be involved in this comment
by mattyfrommo on Dec 24, 2008 2:43 PM EST up reply actions 0 recs
yeah
I mean, why not? if you’re going to be spending ton of $ for beer, let us really spend a ton for beer!
this line is dedicated to '09
by Cards Fan in Chitown on Dec 24, 2008 3:38 PM EST up reply actions 0 recs
happy birthday dude
that sucks it’s the day before xmas, but here’s hoping you always get double presents!
I'm going to go try to find a puppy and kick it. - Brad Thompson AND THAT'S A WINNER!
by gdm426 on Dec 24, 2008 3:25 PM EST up reply actions 0 recs
oh yes
I usually do in most cases, but as a kid, it was a long wait for this time of year!
this line is dedicated to '09
by Cards Fan in Chitown on Dec 24, 2008 3:39 PM EST up reply actions 0 recs
I enjoyed this very much, thanks RB!
And just so everyone knows, I’m making donations in all of your names to The Human Fund!
Patiently awaiting the day Colby Rasmus does this: .275/.381/.551/.932, 29HR, in St. Louis...
by RunninRedbird on Dec 24, 2008 1:34 PM EST reply actions 0 recs
Another festivus miracle!
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by Alxfritz on Dec 24, 2008 2:21 PM EST up reply actions 0 recs
embarrassingly i lost my feats of strenght last night
damn ice took me out. i didn’t have a chance.
I'm going to go try to find a puppy and kick it. - Brad Thompson AND THAT'S A WINNER!
by gdm426 on Dec 24, 2008 3:26 PM EST up reply actions 0 recs
The one christmas memory I have that stands out
Is back in 1998. At this time I was stationed in 29 palms for MOS school. Most of the base was on leave. I think I was the only one left from my class. I just didn’t see any reason to use up all of my leave and spend a paycheck to fly home for a whole 3-4 days.
My parents present arrived the day before. It was a 17 inch Samsung TV. So I went out and bought a playstation and play Gran Turismo for a little bit. So I went out for a walk. One of the guys in the class ahead of me was also still on base. He was from this area, I knew that because he heard me playing “Stars” by Hum on my guitar a few weeks before. So we went back to his room and drank beer and played christmas Carols on guitars…
It makes me really happy to be able to spend Christmas time with my family. While I was in I was always the one that didn’t take leave around Christmas and Thanksgivings. I left that available for the guys with wives and children. But now I must say I do prefer to spend Christmas time with family. {though It was nice to go out for christmas in San Diego and see all the fairer sex dress up in Christmasy cheer.}
by Evilfrog on Dec 24, 2008 2:00 PM EST reply actions 0 recs
Very good stuff, Aaron
You’re a fantastic writer.
Merry Christmas and/or whatever else you celebrate everyone!
hecanthithecanthithecanthithecanthit
by Alxfritz on Dec 24, 2008 2:20 PM EST reply actions 0 recs
Birthday
Happy Birthday Cards Fan In Chinatown!
by StAlphonzo on Dec 24, 2008 2:26 PM EST reply actions 0 recs
here are some capricious capricorn thanks!
I have been rewarded for my bday with a busy day of work, a sore throat/losing my voice, and the possibility of not being able to travel home for the holidays, but hey, it’s my birthday! awesome.
this line is dedicated to '09
by Cards Fan in Chitown on Dec 24, 2008 2:31 PM EST up reply actions 0 recs
almost done...
now I have to answer the question, to drive or not to drive, in this weather (at least there will be presents and beer at the end of the voyage)
this line is dedicated to '09
by Cards Fan in Chitown on Dec 24, 2008 3:40 PM EST up reply actions 0 recs
Merry Christmas
Here’s to too much tequila, too much scotch, New Years in the Big Easy, good friends, good family, 2 year olds who love everything, and, of course, my beloved St. Louis Cardinals. Merry Christmas one and all (and Happy Hanukkah to the girlfriend!)
by ckeiner on Dec 24, 2008 2:30 PM EST reply actions 0 recs
Thanks.
I’m stuck in an airport hoping to get home and this provided the perfect distraction. Didn’t get to do shopping with mom or dad this year because of weather, but hopefully I can just make it home. Thank you, Merry Christmas and God bless the Cards.
He winds up for the pitch, it's a SCREWBALL!
by Mr.Game7 on Dec 24, 2008 2:30 PM EST reply actions 0 recs
yes
2009 should be very interesting for the cards…
this line is dedicated to '09
by Cards Fan in Chitown on Dec 24, 2008 2:32 PM EST up reply actions 0 recs
this post
was a nice gift to an English Teacher who loves to read personal narratives and has to read lots of bad ones :) Thanks RB
Have a very Merry Christmas everyone!
mel
by mel1975 on Dec 24, 2008 2:46 PM EST reply actions 0 recs
I always wondered how you guys did it
www.GriffinandtheGargoyles.com or www.myspace.com/GriffinandtheGargoyles
Dont take me seriously :-D
by jealousblues on Dec 24, 2008 4:05 PM EST up reply actions 0 recs
eternal optimist
and a pretty good sense of humour. That and not taking myself too seriously. I love it and would not do any other job. It was a calling for me. The rewards are often subtle, but they are great.
mel
by mel1975 on Dec 24, 2008 4:13 PM EST up reply actions 0 recs
Thanks RB
Merry Christmas to everyone here. I appreciate all of the work you, Chuckb, and DanUp do. As well as the work LB and Azru did before, and everyone’s fanposts. It has been great being able to satiate my Cardinals obsession every day here on VEB, thanks to all.
The Godfather himself has decided to grace us with his presence. This is his damn house. He sleeps 20 feet away.
by thegodfather on Dec 24, 2008 2:55 PM EST reply actions 0 recs
Miracle on 34th Street?
Virginia? I’m confused, too.
I enjoyed your story, RB. Well told. I liked reading about your perfect day at Crestwood Mall as well as the weird stroll it would have been last night.
by Youneverknow on Dec 24, 2008 3:03 PM EST reply actions 0 recs
Virginia
is the name of the little girl character in the holiday classic move, “Miracle on 34th Street”. She’s a little girl who doesn’t believe in Santa Claus, yadda yadda yadda, until the real Santa, who works at Macy’s, by chance, proves to everyone that he is, in fact, real.
The famous line at the very end is when Virginia asks her mother if Santa Claus is real, and her mother replies, “Yes, Virginia, there is a Santa Claus.”
It was half my fault, and half the atmosphere.
by the red baron on Dec 31, 2008 12:22 AM EST up reply actions 0 recs
Great Post RB
Made me a little sad. Nothing wrong with that. I think I’ll go throw on a little Badfinger.
Happy Holidays to all!
by Edbird on Dec 24, 2008 3:24 PM EST reply actions 0 recs
Happy Holidays everbody!
I never could have dreamt of as cool a baseball site as this one, last year.
this line is dedicated to '09
by Cards Fan in Chitown on Dec 24, 2008 3:41 PM EST reply actions 0 recs
Excellent story
Thanks RB. And happy holidays to all
by riotmute on Dec 24, 2008 3:52 PM EST reply actions 0 recs
Great blog!
i love this time of year, and I know and love that sad wistful feeling (though for me its not attached to Xmas).
I knew Crestwood was going down, but I didnt know it was that bad.
It was the mall of choice when I was a kid, but I havent been back in a year and a half or so.
I live closer now to the newly improved South County Mall (which was a joke when I was a kid).
I had heard they are going to tear Crestwood down and re do it somehow, but I forget the details
www.GriffinandtheGargoyles.com or www.myspace.com/GriffinandtheGargoyles
Dont take me seriously :-D
by jealousblues on Dec 24, 2008 3:59 PM EST reply actions 0 recs
oh, and Merry Christmas to all...
www.GriffinandtheGargoyles.com or www.myspace.com/GriffinandtheGargoyles
Dont take me seriously :-D
by jealousblues on Dec 24, 2008 3:59 PM EST up reply actions 0 recs
There is talk
of redoing it into an outdoor mall which are all the rage these days.
The irony, of course, is that Crestwood used to be an outdoor mall, until those indoor malls became all the rage.
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by Alxfritz on Dec 24, 2008 4:02 PM EST up reply actions 0 recs
Hey Baron,
Loved the post. Very beautiful, made me quite melancholic. I’ll bookmark this entry, as it’s one of the most beautifully crafted blog entries I’ve ever read. I’m a sucker for nostalgia, and I can tell this came from the heart. Thanks very much for sharing, Merry Christmas.
Miles in '08
by Zoop on Dec 24, 2008 6:03 PM EST reply actions 0 recs
No offense
But I come here to read about baseball, not your idle memories from your youth. If I wanted that, I’d pick up Chicken Soup for the Teenage Soul or some equally horrible piece of writing. What I want when I come here is to hear about the Cardinals. It’s the reason I have this place bookmarked, not because I’m interested in your failed relationships. Seriously.
Nah, I’m kidding, of course. This is one of my all-time favorite posts on this site, even though it has nothing to do with the Cards. From one writer to another, this is beautifully written and quite touching. I’ve wondered what we were going to get on this site around X-Mas, and I couldn’t have possibly hoped for anything more satisfying than this. Thanks for sharing, I sent this to a few friends who have no interest at all in baseball.
I mean, um, bah humbug!
by mojowo11 on Dec 24, 2008 6:38 PM EST reply actions 1 recs
Dear Life Cereal...
www.GriffinandtheGargoyles.com or www.myspace.com/GriffinandtheGargoyles
Dont take me seriously :-D
by jealousblues on Dec 25, 2008 7:21 AM EST up reply actions 0 recs
Excellent job, Baron!
Spent a lot of time at Crestwood Plaza when I lived back home, attending college in Shrewsbury in the early ‘80s and then living there for a couple of years. Your post brought back a lot of memories, like the cute woman who cut my hair at Hair Care Harmony (wonder if that’s still there?) and getting my old Ford Fairmont fixed at the Sears garage.
Merry Christmas to you and yours, to Dan and Larry, and to all the VEB readers!
by chicagojedi on Dec 24, 2008 7:22 PM EST reply actions 0 recs
Thanks for capturing Crestwood
When I was real little I would get a bag of popcorn at Sears when my dad was finished shopping for tools. It was one of our special things. I watched Nixon resign in the same store when I was 12. It was my mall of choice in the 90s because of the broad store selection and convenient parking (if you knew where to look). Your episodes are different but your feeling is the same. Keep up the good work and Merry Christmas.
by slochaos on Dec 24, 2008 8:37 PM EST reply actions 0 recs
I grew up in Alton, Illinois and have lived here most of my life. Alton Square Mall used to be a pretty alright mall about fifteen years ago, and now its about half empty… been that way for almost ten years. I remember while working at a record store there about eight years ago hearing the rumors that an Abercrombie store was coming to our mall, and that it would bring in so much business that it might keep the rest of us out of the red. Alas, the store ended up across the river instead (Jamestown mall, iirc) and less than six months later my store was closed.
I of course hung out at that mall like crazy with friends throughout most of middle school and a bit of high school before getting a couple jobs there at various points, so it makes me sad to see it in its current state. But all of Alton’s pretty depressing anyway, so it fits right in I suppose. At least we have Mike Shannon’s favorite, Fast Eddie’s Bon Air, though, right?
"I'm as nauseous as I've ever been. I have a terrible headache. My head is pounding. I feel like throwing up and I'm having trouble swallowing. And the beauty of it is, you want to feel like this every day." - Tony LaRussa
by adiueordie on Dec 24, 2008 11:26 PM EST reply actions 0 recs
How does a mall
Go from having two books stores to none in 6 months? Tunes and Musicbiz are gone too. At least there is slackers now I guess. I knew a few people who worked at RCA in the mall. Though I really can’t remember if that was while I was in highschool or after i graduated.
At least there is always Riverbend….ah crap.
by Evilfrog on Dec 24, 2008 11:44 PM EST up reply actions 0 recs
Raising the bar
Red Baron, thanks for bringing so much of yourself to what you write for this site. I’ve been reading this blog for months but have never contributed a comment until now. I think we’ve all got those memories that we hang onto and guard carefully for fear that sharing them will somehow make them less significant. Thanks for trusting this great community enough to go beyond the usual middle infielder debates (for the record everyone, let’s give AK another chance, ok?), and for taking the risk to let us in the way you did today.
"All hipsters are actually jocks who want to be geeks but are afraid to admit it." -John Hodgman, More Information Than You Require
by redbird brain on Dec 24, 2008 11:32 PM EST reply actions 0 recs
red baron, best post I’ve read on here maybe ever. thanks.
Cantu and Penny for '09!
by Yadi on Dec 25, 2008 12:41 AM EST reply actions 0 recs
yeah, no kidding, RB
what a beautiful post. i really loved it. no one ever thinks about the ‘why’ in stuff like christmas light decorating, but you did a great job nailing it.
thanks so much for this.
by RedbirdAvenger on Dec 25, 2008 12:48 AM EST reply actions 0 recs
reminds me of the Song..dear santa
by sean morey…very funny.. it’s on youtube..i was gonna post a link but don’t want to offend anyone..it makes fun of americans being selfish and children in other cultures..very funny
I can't believe i gave up a homerun to that punch and judy hitter-major league 2
by punchinjudy on Dec 25, 2008 5:15 PM EST reply actions 0 recs
Funny song, indeed
If you listen to the words, it sure makes you think about the commercialism in our Christmas and society. Not enough to quit participating, mind you, but think about it all the same.
My daughter told me a story about walking into the break room at work Tuesday night and finding a co-worker crying. The woman was upset because she could only spend $1200 per child on Christmas this year instead of her usual $2500! Just, wow, I probably didn’t spend $2500 in total for each of my kids over their lifetime! (OK, I’m lying, I know I did, but it did take me several years to do so.)
by ArkansasTravs on Dec 26, 2008 11:51 AM EST up reply actions 0 recs
Thanks, Red
…for the great post- it was a nice late Christmas gift when I checked in today. I’ve been on the site for about a year now, and one of the first posts I read was the year-end “best of 2007” post. Don’t get me wrong, I really appreciate the stat-heavy stuff (because I know I can usually check in here and someone will have already done the work I don’t have the time or the patience to do) but the humor and the quality writing are what keep me coming back more than I probably should.
Just yesterday, I was telling someone about one of my favorite Christmas eve memories- It was probably ‘91 or ’92 and I was sitting by the fireplace, putting back yards of beer with a few friends at the Fox-n-Hound at the Cheshire Inn at closing time and the only other people in the bar were the bartender and another group which consisted of Brett Hull (wearing a Santa hat) and three young women of questionable morals. All I could think at the time was that, although I wouldn’t mind trading places with him for about an hour, It was great to have friends that really meant something to me. At that moment, I really wouldn’t have traded places with him. We exchanged Christmas wishes as we left, and I headed to Rosie’s Diner with my friends for slingers, then went home and wrapped presents until 4 AM and got up about two hours later to open them with my family. To me it’s a sad and lonely and funny memory of being young and stupid, and it reminds me that Christmas is about cherishing family and friends. When I tell that story, people mostly look at me like I just farted- they really don’t get it. Anyhow, someone pointed out to me that the Cheshire either has closed entirely or is closing, and I had a similar experience, being visited by the ghosts of my youth. But enough nostalgia- here’s to Rasmus in center field and Ben Sheets on the mound at Busch in 2009!
What does a mama bear on the pill have in common with the World Series? No cubs. ~Harry Caray
by Tupelo on Dec 26, 2008 1:28 PM EST reply actions 0 recs
Well, I got it.
That’s a fantastic story. One of those shimmering little bits of loneliness that make life so very worth living. Awesome.
It was half my fault, and half the atmosphere.
by the red baron on Dec 31, 2008 12:25 AM EST up reply actions 0 recs
About Crestwood Mall
My mother told me (yesterday morning) that they are going to try and transform the failing Crestwood Mall into more of a destination place. They are going away from the traditional mall setting and more towards an entertainment (live theater, movies), food (typical restaurants located in and near malls), and art galleries…including an indoor expansion of the nearby Laumeier Sculpture Park.
by stlfan on Dec 27, 2008 9:52 AM EST reply actions 0 recs
Found it...
Here is the article to which she was referring.
by stlfan on Dec 30, 2008 11:10 AM EST up reply actions 0 recs

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