Harold Eugene Shields
Santa Claus
“Unlike the story of
Virginia, I believed in Santa Claus and still do. Every year for Christmas all the grade school
children in Magna were invited to a Christmas party at Kennecott Copper. We would watch the Christmas story of the
“Littlest Angel” and Santa would give us Christmas stockings filled with candy
and small toys. For several years Santa
would always know my name when I went through the line to see him. When I was about twelve years old my Mother
had to have the “Santa Claus” talk with me.
She told me of Santa’s special helpers, who put on the red suit and
visited the boys and girls at our school’s Christmas party. During the talk Mom told me that my Dad was
one of Santa’s special helpers and he would be wearing the red suit at our
school’s Christmas party and had done so for the last couple of years. Now I know how he knew my name. She was worried I would recognize my father
and would say something to my younger brothers and my friends. At the Christmas season for the next several
years I helped my father put on the red suit and helped him prepare for the
Christmas parade and visits he made.
Christmas always reminds me of Santa Claus and his helpers that give
freely or their time and talents to bring joy to the hearts of men”
-Linda Taylor
30 November 2005.
I was little upset at my mother for telling me about
Santa and at 63 years old I still remember the day she broke the news to me.
My mother, Lorraine Coon Shields, loving made my father’s
Santa suit out of red velvet. Many years
after mom made the Santa suit dad was getting ready to take a load of junk to
the dump and he put the Santa Claus suit in the pile. My mother was angry about my father taking
the suit to the dump and every time she would think about she would have to
tell the story again and again of the beautiful Santa suit that Shag took to
the dump.
Santa is standing in the living room of Harold and
Lorraine Shields home at 2859 South 8500 West, Magna, Utah
This almost looks
like my grandparents, Amos and Dorothea Shields home. The windows and drapes look like the ones in
their dining room.
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