What mystical longing calls us home for Christmas?

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What mystical longing calls us home for Christmas? (December 1982) – I write this aboard a jet liner speeding south from one of the nation’s great northern cities. I am heading home for Christmas. How eager I am to see the face of my wife, embrace my now-grown children who are gathering at the old homestead, grab my little grandchildren and swing them high…

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