

The Unexpected Heroes of Christmas
It’s mid-December on a snowy Saturday, 1970-something, in Madison Wisconsin. My sister Valerie is home from boarding school. She’s blind, so I remind her that there is a Christmas tree in the corner of our small living room where the hi-fi normally is kept. Sometimes when she’s home we listen to audio books sent by the Lion’s Club. Together we have shared the Laura Ingalls Wilder catalogue, the Wizard of Oz and Charlotte’s Web. I keep hoping a Jacqueline Susann book will