I watched kids meeting Santa the other day. I have no recollection of my visit to Santa in the mid 1970's. However, since my grandma bought a photo of my sister and I sitting on Santa's lap, there is proof that I did. I'm surprised to see that I'm not teary-eyed. The fact that I'm smiling is because I was a "good little girl". You can see I was scared and DID NOT WANT SANTA'S HAND TOUCHING MY ARM!