The holiday season always got more interesting and exciting once The Man In The Gruewe Suit arrived. A bit of our family lore written by my daughter.
I first saw him in my preteens/early teens during the Christmas season. I was minding my own business dreaming of sugar plum faeries and Christmas surprises when I caught a glimpse out of the corner of my eye. The sight was so astonishing that I immediately ran down the hall (quite out of character for me!) and slammed the door to my room. My sister (we shared a room) not unreasonably asked what was wrong and that was the first description I was ever able to give of the man in the gruewe suit.
He’s not a full sized man (that would be creepy!) but maybe the size of Peter Pan. What color is gruewe? Well, that is not a color you will find in your Crayola crayon box! First his suit looks dark blue, but when you blink it turns purple. That makes you look again and this time…
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