Sue Erickson
What of my favorite memories of my little brother Earl was at Christmas time . We were on our way to our grandparents house for a Christmas Eve get together . Earl was seven or eight and couldn't decide if Santa was real .After much discussion my mother ended the conversation by saying you have to believe in what you believe. On our way home to our surprise we saw Santa with his sack on his back entering an old feed store near the railroad tracks in Millsboro. Earl yelled out Santa is real and we need to hurry up and get home , I have to be in bed for Santa to visit . I will never forget the surprised look on his face and the joy of seeing Santa . Rest in peace my little brother may you experience the same joy , you felt that day as you enter the gates of heaven .