These are the songs I grew up listening to -- the album that always played as we brought in our Christmas tree and decorated it.
Oh for lovely.
The music floods me with warmth, cheerfulness, and the hush of a dark room lit by tiny colored lights.
These songs are my childhood. . . . pure happiness . . . true joy.
And now, starting today, these songs will be my children's childhoods too.
Like all good things to pass from generation to generation: faith, compassion, service, kindness, tiny twinkling colored lights, and now, The Johnny Mann Singers.
Jingle all the way.
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