After the cabal had bankrupted me and left me penniless, I was forced to use our local food bank to eat. The food bank was run by my friend, Pam. 

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Every year the local churches got together and sponsored a Christmas dinner for us. In talking to Pam before the dinner, she told me one of her minister friends was going to play Santa for the kids and give each of them a Christmas present.

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When Santa arrived, I watched him with the kids. He was so good with them! Usually you get at least one little one who cries through the whole thing...not with this Santa! The kids seemed to love him!
I thought it was great he was giving each kid a Christmas present as I was pretty sure not many of them would have a lot of gifts under the tree. I decided I should go up and thank him for playing Santa so got in line to do just that.

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Finally my turn came. I chuckled and said "Don't worry, I'm not going to sit on your lap. I just wanted to come up and thank you for playing Santa for the kids."

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He leaned back in his chair, cocked his head and gave me the oddest smile. He didn't say anything.
I said "Well, I just wanted to thank you" and began to walk away.

"Wait!" He called. "You didn't tell me what you wanted for Christmas! Come here and whisper it in my ear."
Whisper it in his ear? He hadn't had any of the kids whisper in his ear! Was this guy some kind of perv?

But I figured if he was, he wouldn't be able to do much in a hall crowded with people. I walked back toward him and whispered in his ear "A cure for Lyme disease for everyone would be nice."

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He had a big container of candy canes next to him. I'd watched him hand each child a candy cane when their visit with him was over. Then he did the oddest thing...he reached into the container and grabbed as many candy canes as his hand could hold. When he knew I'd seen him do this, he dropped them all back into the container and handed me one candy cane.

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Something was bugging me. I was sure I knew this Santa from somewhere...but that was impossible. I didn't know any of the ministers in town. And then it hit me...THE EYES! THE BLUE EYES!
Only one person had eyes like that! 

I kept telling myself no, it couldn't have been him. But I jumped up and raced through the hall looking for him. Santa had left the building.

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I went up to Pam and said "I have to ask you a really weird question but don't ask me why I'm asking you, ok?"
She agreed not to ask me why I was asking.

"What color eyes does that minister friend of yours who was playing Santa have?"
"Brown," she answered.

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Years later I said to Jmmanuel "That was you playing Santa at that food bank Christmas dinner, wasn't it?"

He smiled and laughed "HO! HO! HO!"