Christmas With Love

Hello, I'm Jim Gleason. We met before many times, but today I have a very special privilege. It's to share a Christmas story with you. Maybe it's a sort of unusual Christmas story because there are no slave-bels, prancing reindeer or jolly little men coming down chimneys.

But it's a story that happened at Christmas time to some very nice people who almost made a grave and serious mistake in their lives. I think you're going to like it. It's called Christmas with Love.

We're going to bring you this story in just a moment after we hear the special Christmas message. This is Jim Gleason again with our story, Christmas with Love.

I played a part of Hap Donald, top-handed runaway ranch. The sort of father-conficit of women of assorted ages, sizes, and shapes will maintain residence of runaway ranch for the required six weeks. I see you've guessed it.

We're in Nevada, dude ranch. Christmas time our guests have finished their stays and departed, with sort of between seasons, waiting for the new arrivals to descend on us after the first of the year. But this Christmas, we had an attractive young woman who was staying over the holidays. The name was Margot Mason.

And as I walked into the lobby of the main lodge that morning, Father talking to Tomasso Tager, our major domo of the dining room. Well, you see, most everyone tries to arrive here, not later than the first week in November, so their, uh, shall we say, mission is concluded well before the holidays.

Well, it's rather stupid of me, I guess, not to figure to get it over with before now. I was a little unprepared for this kind of thing, you know. That's understandable, Mrs. Messon. Ah-hah! You have gone to drive Mrs. Messon to the airport?