The author begins by telling us of his innocent beliefs in Christmas traditions as a young child and how with the passage of time, he became disillusioned with the whole concept. His children restored his acceptance of the event and together they celebrated Christmas in different parts of the world. He often wore a beard which over the years became white and he was able to convincingly play the part of Santa Claus. Unforgettable experiences were when he looked into the eyes of children and read there the sincere belief that there really was a Santa Claus and he was it. Eventually his concept of Christmas was passed on to his grand children and so it will go on forever.

Yes, there is a Santa Claus.