Marilyn Mulligan, who I call Granny, at her care home in Stittsville, Ont. One of my favourite memories of Granny is when my brothers and I were very small, living in Kanata. As we watched a movie on Christmas eve, we saw some movement outside. Once we looked closer, we realized Santa Claus was outside, pointing as his watch to let us know it was time for bed. This particular Santa made to our house, as well as visiting my other cousins that night. Santa put a lot of mileage on her car that night, as none of us lived close together.
© Katie Mulligan 2009
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