
Deck us all with Boston Charlie,
Walla Walla, Wash., an’ Kalamazoo!
Nora’s freezin’ on the trolley,
Swaller dollar cauliflower alley-garoo!
Mike and I have a number of goofy holiday traditions. Among them is listening to his rousing rendition of Deck Us All With Boston Charlie, a satirical carol by cartoonist Walt Kelly sung to the tune of Deck the Halls. It’s a rather esoteric diddy that I certainly had never heard until I met my encyclopedic husband. Mike has a wealth of history and trivia inside his head and never fails to amuse and amaze me. This satirical song is but one of many of his hidden jewels of knowledge and it speaks to his tendency to add a bit of levity to any occasion. I am the saccharine half of our union and he is the one who rolls his eyes when things get too sappy. He keeps his feet firmly planted in reality and allows me to keep my belief that fairytales really do come true. Together we are a nice combination and continue to learn something from one another everyday. Continue reading “Deck Us All”