Literally, "The Night before Christmas"
Twas the night before Christmas and all through the land, not a creature was stirring except the ups man. I smiled at the snowfall in this small Maryland town, it was a wonderful setting just at sundown. Ma in her night gown and I in night shirt had just settled down for a bit of a flirt. Then, there was the ups man, delivering by eve, he had been on my front porch and ready to leave. A small box was left sitting to the right of the rug, I went down to the front door and gave it a tug. As the moon light gave notice, I had little to fear, that a true Christmas Miricle would shortly appear. I could see all the care that was taken throughout, Tim's well-earned reputation, no longer in doubt. This package was assembled as well as Fort Knox, My wondering eyes beheld a T-20b (in a original box.) I'm so proud of my Sunbeam and my friend "Toaster Tim", may his Aura stay bright, and his shine never dim. As my golden-brown toast, so magic to appear, I cut a thick slice of sweet butter to smear. And as family are shown...astonished they seem, we are sharing the legacy of the "Radiant Sunbeam." As my toast rose before me and the chrome shown so bright, I heard " Merry Christmas to all...and to all a good night." Tim and team, you all did such a great job getting my toaster out to me after I promised I wouldn't rush you. I couldn't be happier. Merry Christmas, Joel
By Joel Herman Vom Frederick T.




