This column ran in a local publication a few years ago. I thought I’d resurrect it for this holiday season, with wishes for a Merry Christmas and Very Happy New Year. When I was in third grade, I was invited to a sleepover, and all I wanted was one thing: A pair of Jolly Green Giant elf slippers to arrive in time for the party. Please don’t ask me why. They were green felt slippers, turned up at the toes, ordered through the mail with a canned corn proof-of-purchase label and a few cents for shipping.
May we all get our elf shoes! And angel wings.