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Writing for His Children Changed the World What you might not know about the famous bedtime story that re-wrote Christmas Eve

By Beth Barhydt For ma ny i n Gr e enw ich a nd around the world, treasured holiday traditions include a bedtime story that begins, “’Twas the night before Christmas,” on Christmas Eve. We include it here in its entirety for you to read out loud this evening if you would like. While there is some slight disagreement over the authorship of this now famous poem, most believe it was penned by Clement Clarke Moore (1779-1863). Ac cor d i n g to t he L i bra r y of Congress American Memory project, Moore wrote the tale on Christmas Eve, 1822, while traveling to his Chelsea-district home from Greenwich Village, where he picked up the last of many turkeys that his family donated each holiday season. Moore created the poem, A Visit from St. Nicholas (now known as ’Twas the Night Before Christmas), to read to his ow n si x children that evening. His vision was likely inf luenced by the vivid description of St. Nicholas written by Moore's friend, Washing ton Ir ving, in A History of New York (1809). Irving, the son of a Presbyterian minister and author of The Legend of Sleepy Hollow and Rip Van Winkle wrote a fanciful account of how St. Nicholas came in a dream to Dutch explorers who were scouting a location for New Amsterdam, now Manhattan. Yes, the founding of New York City, in Irving's account, was divinely inspired by St. Nicholas. Moore would have been inf luenced as well by his famous father, Benjamin Moore, who was the Episcopal minister of Trinity Church at the time (and who would later serve as the Episcopal bishop of New York, taking part in the inauguration of George Washington as the nation’s first president.) The poem was actua l ly f i rst published anonymously in the Troy Sentinel newspaper on Dec. 23, 1823. A graduate of Columbia University, Clement Moore was a scholar of Hebrew and a professor of Oriental and Greek literature at the General Theological Seminary in Manhattan. H is l ig ht-he a r te d p o em wa s originally not meant for publication which may be why it was published

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anonymously, likely without Moore even knowing it was submitted. Since then, his poem has come into the homes and hearts of millions across the world. On Christmas eve, in our home, our holiday tradition will most certainly include this story. After our church's Christmas eve ser v ice ever yone w i l l open one present. The contents of these presents is never a surprise—always new Christmas pajamas, washed and ready to wear that very night. Then there will be hot cocoa while we sit by a fire and listen. One wife, two children, two dogs. Quiet. Then Peter will begin to read this brief but magical tale.

Twas

the night before Christmas, when all through the house Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse; The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there; The children were nestled all snug in their beds; While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads; And mamma in her ’kerchief, and I in my cap,

Had just settled our brains for a long winter’s nap, When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter, I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter. Away to the window I flew like a flash, Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash. The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow, Gave a lustre of midday to objects below, When what to my wondering eyes should appear, But a miniature sleigh and eight tiny reindeer, With a little old driver so lively and quick, I knew in a moment he must be St. Nick. More rapid than eagles his coursers they came, And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name! “Now, Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen! On, Comet! On, Cupid! on, Donder and Blitzen! To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall! Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!”

As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly, When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky; So up to the housetop the coursers they flew, With the sleigh full of Toys, and St. Nicholas too— And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof The prancing and pawing of each little hoof. As I drew in my head, and was turning around, Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound. He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot, And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot. A bundle of toys he had flung on his back, And he looked like a peddler, just opening his pack. His eyes—how they twinkled! his dimples how merry! His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry! His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow, And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow; The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,

And the smoke, it encircled his head like a wreath; He had a broad face and a little round belly That shook when he laughed, like a bowlful of jelly. He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf, And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself; A wink of his eye and a twist of his head, Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread; He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work, And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk, And laying his finger aside of his nose, And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose; He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle, And away they all flew like the down of a thistle. But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight— “Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night!” Happy holidays from our Sentinel family to yours. May your holidays be filled with warmth and joy.

Local News Briefs You Need to Know GREENWICH SENTINEL Please note that the Greenwich Sentinel's next issue will be arriving on January 7. There will not be a printed issue over the New Year's Eve break.

if your vaccinated “go out with your family, enjoy yourselves, go out to the restaurants…don’t cancel things, we are in a very, very, very different place from last year.” Camillo did stress the need to follow reasonable protocols and to “be careful, be smart, be vigilant.”

COVID UPDATE In a joint update Wednesday, First Selectman Fred Camillo and Greenwich Hospital president Diane Kelly, DNP, RN announced that Greenwich Hospital was currently treating 19 COVID positive patients, 3 of whom are in the ICU. The number of patients in the hospital is less than it was a year ago this month. Town wide, 507 cases are being tracked. Fred Camillo emphasized that the town is in a different place than it was a year ago and said

STATE GRANTS The State Bond Commission approved grantsin-aid for the renovation of the American Red Cross Greenwich building ($200,000); Neighbor to Neighbor for the construction of a new food distribution center ($200,000); renovations to the Greenwich Senior Center ($300,000); the restoration of a historic building at Greenwich Point undertaken by the Greenwich Conservancy

($400,000); and a new emergency medical services station ($100,000).

NEW MASK REQUIREMENTS First selectman Camilo has announced that effective Thursday, December 23, all visitors and employees entering Town facilities, including Town Hall, will be required to wear face masks. Visitors will also be required to social distance when in town facilities NATHANIEL WITHERELL RECOGNIZED BY US NEWS The Nathaniel Witherell has been recognized as a “Best Nursing Home” for 2021-2022. The facility earned the highest ranking for short-term Please turn to page 9

Jackie Budkins Sworn in as the New Town Clerk

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In an historic moment, Jac k i e B u dk ins was sworn in this past week to the elected position of Town Clerk. Her mother, Carmella Budkins, the retiring Town Clerk af ter 30 years, administered the oath of office. Jackie’s nephew was a close observant. Photo, curtesy of Bob Capazzo.


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