“Maybe Christmas, the Grinch thought, doesn’t come from a store.”
You’re a rotter, Mr. Grinch / You’re the king of sinful sots, / Your heart’s a dead tomato / Splotched with moldy purple spots…
For me the story of the Grinch who schemes to steal Christmas from the townsfolk of Who-ville is the highlight of the holiday season. (Remember when we called it the Christmas season?) Yes, A Charlie Brown Christmas and Linus’ spotlight “Meaning of Christmas” soliliquy will forever be classic and deservedly so — but since 1966 How the Grinch Stole Christmas has personally remained my favorite Christmas Special.
Is it the words of Suess that signally matter?
Or how ’bout Hague’s songs and dance or Karloff’s patter?
No, I say—couldn’t be Christmas without all three!
But then, perhaps, that’s just me…and my worn out TV.
“And the Grinch, with his Grinch-feet ice cold in the snow, stood puzzling and puzzling, how could it be so?
It came without ribbons. It came without tags.
It came without packages, boxes or bags.
And he puzzled and puzzled ’till his puzzler was sore.
Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn’t before.
What if Christmas, he thought, doesn’t come from a store. What if Christmas, perhaps, means a little bit more.”
Merry Christmas, everybody! Enjoy.