by Ray Twombley
I may look like a tough guy on the outside with my badge, my gun and extreme vigilance towards out of state speeders, but the truth of the matter is, I do have one real weakness. I have a soft spot the size of Santa’s gut for Christmas. I love the tinsel, the smell of the tree, the colored lights that blink on and off. Come to think of it, Christmas lights with all their flashing might be what inspired me to become a cop in the first place.
But this year, Beulah's death was just the beginning of a crime wave so hot I don't know how we managed to end up with any snow. We were treated to a slew of thefts, break-ins and even a band illegal immigrants. And that doesn't even begin to address the criminal damage caused by our acting fire chief to the village's nicest display of outdoor holiday decor. All I can say is I hope the new year brings as much fun as this one did. Happy holidays to you all!
For the Have a Cozy Christmas Contest Jessie is giving away a copy of Live Free or Die to one commenter who shares an item from a Christmas list either in the present or from their childhood.