Santa Brad Blog

Initially I was going to name my blog Runes from the North Pole:  In Old Norse the word rune means ‘letter’, ‘text’ or ‘inscription’. The word also means ‘mystery’ or ‘secret’ in Old Germanic languages. The rune also had an important role in rituals and magic.  I thought it gave an air of mystic and charm, however my family stated that it sounded like “Ruined at the North Pole.”

This whole blog thing has been in my mind for quite some time.  With that in mind I would like to post the following:



Christmas in July.  I have heard this phrase before.  I had always that it would be cruel to put Santa in his velvet suit on a parade float and take him all over town in 100 degree weather.  However I think it would be crueler to see Santa with his “cookie enhanced” figure in a red and white vintage swimsuit or in shorts with a Hawaiian shirt.  I have seen many a Santa in these costumes.  It does not look well when your shorts come up to just under your belly and your shirt does not quite cover your belly.  We’ll discuss Santa attire in a later blog.

While my family and I were on vacation at Bear Lake, I was invited by Grandma Judy, to participate in the Santa Claus Hayride at Bear Lake KOA.  They were forced to let their last Santa go because he was “really grumpy and grouchy”, and their groundskeeper was too skinny and he really did not want wear a false beard and yell Ho, Ho, Ho. I often wondered how it would be if I had to put Santa on the Naughty List.

I accepted the invitation and I rode around the campground in a short sleeved Santa shirt and hat.  I chose not to wear the shorts due to the fact that I have too many scars, markings and bruises which I did not want to explain.

A fun time was had for all.  I am invited to return next year.

The KOA sent me a couple “testimonials” which they received from patrons,

(letter to Bear Lake KOA) … We were also pleasantly surprised at your Christmas in July theme. We all thought it was fun to see the different decorated units. We were very delightfully surprised when we met Santa Brad.  He was one of the best looking Santas that I have ever seen.  His face, sparkly eyes, beard and hair were just what I imagined Santa should look like.  His humor and demeanor were beyond description.  We all hooted, hollered and laughed as he interviewed all of us, not just the kids.  He even knew where we were from…Archer, Idaho.  I don’t know where you found him, but he is a keeper.  

BTW… as a child, I grew up in Archer, Idaho and many of my family stills lives there. However, I chose not to go into details because I was portraying Santa.

We met Santa Claus (Santa Brad) on vacation at the KOA Bear Lake.  What a great Santa.  My kids were acting up and being a bit naughty. I kept telling them that Santa would not approve of their behavior.  When the kids (and all of us) saw Santa Brad, we were amazed.  His looks and manner were just like the story books.  The hayride with Santa was a blast.  He did a little interview with my 3 children.  He asked them if they were being good to each other, minding their parents and grandparents and keeping their rooms clean.  He told them if they were naughty he would put reindeer poop in their stockings.  This made everyone roar and squeal with delight.  The kids promised to be good.  We got our pictures taken with him and it was an unforgettable time.  My children were angels for the rest of our trip.  When they got home from vacation they ran to clean their rooms.

 Santa Claus can be a powerful influence for good or bad. It is very important to be in the good Santa frame of mind all year round.



A while back, Mrs. Claus and I were at the Weber County Holiday Festival.  We were talking to a young lady and discussing what she wanted for Christmas.  She said “a shotgun.” I replied, “A SHOTGUN, WHAT GAUGE?” Her dad got excited and explained, “Woo hoo, finally a daughter that likes hunting.”  The little girl looked a bit perplexed.  Her mother shook her head and stated, “she wants a Shopkins”

Well needless to say the whole family burst into uproarious laughter.  Mental note, check for age appropriate toys. Have Mrs. Claus verify child’s request and do not say the first thing that comes to your mind.  After all it is very important that Santa hears and understands what children are requesting.

I have had similar instances of misunderstanding: 

Tobacco…Toy Back Hoe

Lifesavers… Light Saber

Lip stick (boy) … Whip stick

I Pad… Eye Patch

Smurf gun… Nerf gun

Papa Troll… Paw Patrol

Kids are great!  Remember to be good for goodness sake.



Maybe Santa Claus Does Exist After All


A little boy asked me if I had ever seen Santa Claus,

I said no.

I told him I had never seen the wind either, but I knew it was there

because I had seen it move the grass and bend the trees.

I told him if I closed my eyes, I could not see the sun,

but I knew it was there because I could feel it’s warmth

on my face.

I told him I had never seen an idea, but I know ideas exist

because ideas are what men live by.

Some say that Santa Claus is just an idea,

but what a wonderful idea it is.

What a wonderful idea it is to make little children happy.

What a wonderful idea it is to bring families together,

to worship our Lord and to live in peace.

Well maybe … just maybe… I have seen Santa Claus after all.

 I recently had a good Santa friend pass away, Santa Mike Wiggill.
 He had a cancerous brain tumor and he passed quickly.  It’s hard to explain to children about what has happened.  Santa is supposed to be ageless.  In some of my Santa visits I have been asked to replace a Santa who has passed on.  
“Santa Mike has passed but the asked me to take his place.  He loved you and your family very much.  It is a great honor to check in with you to determine who’s been naughty and nice.”

And so it continues.

I have too often been asked to recite a poem with regard to the passing of a Santa Claus:


Last Sleigh Ride

by Santa Nelson Burke

I see the countless Christmas trees around the world below,

The tiny lights like heaven’s stars reflecting on the snow.

The sight is so spectacular, please wipe away that tear,

For I am spending Christmas with Jesus Christ this year.

I hear the many Christmas songs that people hold so dear,

But the sounds of music can’t compare with the Christmas choir we have up here.

I have no words to tell you, the joy their voices bring,

Words beyond description, to hear the angels sing.

Life is but a stopping place, a pause in what’s to be,

A resting place along the road to sweet eternity.

We all have different journeys, different paths along the way,

We all were meant to learn some things, but never meant to stay.

Our destination is a place far greater than we know,

For some the journey’s quicker, for some the journey’s slow.

And when the journey finally ends, we will claim a great reward,

And find the everlasting peace, together with the Lord.

So remember me as Santa and wipe away that tear,

But remember that I am spending my Christmas with Jesus Christ this year.

Rest in Peace, my friend