CAPTAIN JUDY HELMEY
"Kicking Fish Tail Since 1956"
POB 30771
SAVANNAH, GEORGIA 31410
912 897 4921 912 897 3460 FAX
www.missjudycharters.com
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Captain Judy's Cell 912 429 7671
December 22, 2008
Happy Holiday Fishing To All!
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"Little Miss Judy's Believe it Or Not"
For those reader following "Illegally Driving Part Three will be published in December 29, 2008 "Little Miss Judy's Believe It or Not!"
"Christmas in the Fifties with Dear old Captain Dad!"
As a child, like most, I loved Christmas. I knew that Santa Clause was the real thing and that hopefully he was going to visit our house. Every year my father would tell all of us children that he was going to set a trap and catch old Saint Nick. In this department I wasn't too popular with the neighborhood kids. This was due to the fact that Daddy was a great hunter and could possibly set a trap that just might work. So as you can see we were all in a dilemma at Christmas time. We would talk about it among ourselves and came up with some pretty convincing reasons why we shouldn't worry too much about Daddy's trap. The number one reason was that we knew for a fact that Santa was very smart. So therefore he would see right through any old trap that daddy might set. The other and best reason was that we knew for a fact was that if Santa could get into houses without chimneys he could easily escape Daddy's old trap.
By this time all of us six year olds were tried of worrying about this potential problem so we totally would forgot about it. At least until Daddy brought it up again, which was quite often at Christmas Eve!
As an only child I was very fortunate to get a lot things during the year. So therefore when Christmas arrived I needed more. After all a child needs lot of things to survive. Back in the old days we received only a few catalogs. Not like today where your mailbox is packed full everyday for months before the big event. I would always be anxiously waiting for the "Levy's" catalog to arrive. This was my Christmas list in picture form. My father would tell me that I could circle what I wanted and he would past it on to Santa. Now this is the funny thing. He always told me not to spend anymore than $25.00 on all of my gifts. So the process began. Picking the presents, then adding their costs up, and hoping that what I wanted wasn't over the designated amount. Until I got older I didn't understand what money and Santa Clause had in common. After doing all of this work and making my final decision I would hand over my picture Christmas list to Daddy. He would hopefully as he promised, past it on to Santa Clause. However, I never forgot for one moment that he might catch the rascal before he got to our house. I wasn't the only child worried about this.
Finally Christmas morning arrived. I jumped out of bed, ran into the living room, and got a big let down. There wasn't any presents or toys to be found. I couldn't believe it Daddy had caught Santa Clause. I ran to daddy's bedroom almost in tears and woke him up. He rose up half a sleep and asked, "What's wrong?" I replied, "Santa didn't come!" He quickly replied, "Oh Santa and I got to talking about fishing and he left all of your presents in my closet!"
Hope you have a wonderful Merry Christmas,
Captain Judy
Charter boat captain, storyteller, and boat driver