Now understand that I'm not sayin' I've ever actually seen Santa fly by my plane on Christmas Eve delivering toys to boys and girls everywhere...
I have seen that jolly old elf on my flight more than just once or twice.
Once on a dark Christmas Eve night our intrepid Captain announced that he had a warning from Air Traffic Control to be on the look out for one Santa Heavy carrying toys and powered by 8 tiny reindeer and driven by a jolly elf in a bright red suit.
Suddenly.......there was the distant sound of sleigh bells and a deep and hearty HO
! coming from somewhere -- but I knew not where. The sounds grew louder and louder as Santa Heavy came closer and closer to our flight.
Imagine the delight of everyone on board when our Captain told us that Santa had radioed him and requested permission to come aboard. Permission, of course, was promptly granted and we attendants were instructed to "....open the door and let Santa in!"
We promptly did just that....and in a twinkling there was the Elf Himself with a huge bag of goodies for everyone on board. He seemed to have just the perfect thing for each and every child regardless of age or sex.
It was over all too soon and Santa had to go. In a twinkling he was gone the same way he'd come. From the top of the plane could be heard the clatter of tiny little hooves. With the sound of sleigh bells came "On, Cupid! On, Comet!
! Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night."
This happened just as related on a Piedmont Airlines 737-200, December 24, between Atlanta and Kinston, NC
, circa 1980.
[Edited 2003-12-15 21:46:38]