Merry Christmas to all our friends and readers. We, the editors of Hit The Woodline, wish you all a happy, joyous and peaceful day, today and tomorrow, especially.
Christmas is one of those times that tends to be very fertile for colorful stories, the telling and the living of them. It might have something to do with Christmas being a powerful time people coming together looking from something special, and often finding something else, a different sort of special, or expecting nothing and finding much.
So, share with us one or more of your Christmas stories, funny or sentimental, on post when everyone else was gone on Christmas Leave and you awoke the Christmas morning on a pool table. Or on deployment with your platoon trying to make the best of the situation and SFC Bohanan sprained his ankle getting off a Blackhawk with a red bag full of DVDs and magazines. Or the time when you were a kid and you spent Christmas morning searching for Grandpa, who had gotten confused and gone to the wrong house and spent the morning at the Henderson’s. Or the time Aunt Gladys drank too much eggnog and tried to make out with the blow-up Santa. Or the time your youngest came downstairs when Momma was sharing a little Christmas sugar with Santa around the tree. Or the time you shared your story on Hit The Woodline and months later Hollywood came knocking.
We offer this story for your enjoyment: Green Berets Save Christmas. It is a little longer, for a short story, but is unlike any other Christmas story you have ever read, we promise.
So, Merry Christmas everyone. Stay safe. Be well.
