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The Man and the Birds

Since today is Christmas Eve, my thoughts randomly reflect on many topics: Georgia's excitement, family visiting in a few hours, dinner that's cooking, Kim resting from a head cold, how Christmas seemed to have come out of nowhere this year, how we might not be so stressed out for most of December if our priorities were different, and Paul Harvey.

Yup, Paul Harvey.

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It's not often that I ponder the iconic radio figure. Many of us grew up listening to him. Or listening to our parents listen to him. While I'm not certain of my age or if it was Christmas Eve or Day, I remember mom drinking coffee and listening to him recite this story.

There was something captivating about Paul Harvey sharing anything, let alone sharing a Christmas story. Mom was teary-eyed by the end and it's hard not to be. Such a simple story is a tale of redemption and of how one man finally "got it" through an unexpected encounter with some cold birds.

Listen to the story below and feel free to add any comments below.

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