Dear Santa,

This is the first letter I’ve written to you since kindergarten.  You might have answered that letter but of course I probably asked for a Mr. Potato Head and or a Davey Crocket cap or maybe a set of Pick-Up-Sticks…so my requests weren’t over the top gifts for you to find, locate and then deliver.  I’m pretty sure I wasn’t thinking large like a bicycle or a pony at that stage of my career…..and I would wager that all my requests were under the tree in 1951.

In 1952 at the ripe old age of 6, me and my brother Jerry, who was 10 at the time, and my sister Gigi who was 6 months old, did indeed receive a real life horse.  Her name was Nancy and she was a Palomino-Paint of some unknown breed.  My step-father rode this beautiful lady down the driveway with red ribbons in her mane and tail.  We had moved from Hollywood the previous summer and that Christmas was quite memorable…..and basically was the beginning of our 4 H experience.  I obviously remember working and playing with many other animals that we raised on our small “ranch” in Sylmar California….but that moment on Christmas day 1952 jumps out when I recall my childhood Christmas memories. At the time Sylmar was similar to Montana but of course on a much smaller scale.  Our “ranch” was about 5 acres and contained almost every form of farm animal that one can imagine except of course Mr. Pig or Mr. Cow.   We had no Swine after Pearls but we had tons of four and two legged creatures.

The only reason I’m telling you this Santa is because I want to remind you that impossible things can still happen if you put your mind to the task at hand.

I’m writing this letter to ask for a few specific things.

First I need an agent. 

Second I need a Public Relations person. 

Thirdly I need a publicist  (slightly different than PR)

Fourthly I need an art patron.

I’d ask for more but I’ve never used the fifthly word in a sentence.

The order of the four requests is not important but each of those entities is extremely important for the next stage of my personal evolution.

I’m was extremely pleased with my various 2014 exposures, but knowing that I’m just getting started in the exposure arena one must understand that the moments I had, being able to share my “stuff,” were just whistle wetter’s….teasers….and hints of what I might accomplish.

Santa, since you are the main fictional secular character in the life of so many young people on this planet…..I thought maybe that including an older artist on your to do list might not be such a bad idea.

Think about the extra publicity if you grant these four little things.  Now, I realize that some won’t regard these “things” as little, but for a person with your show biz connections I feel secure in saying….”this should be an OMG no problem dude done deal” for you….after all, you are the man.

 You are the dream maker and  right now I imagine there are at least 20 to 40 million very young people writing letters to you and getting ready to mail them out.

 

So what’s one more?

 

And the fact that I’m writing my letter on Google’s BlogSpot site simply means I’m saving paper and for that I should be rewarded…..right?

 

I know you are busy and I realize this is the home stretch but if you vet my entire practice schedule and see how I’ve stuck to the plan you will agree that it’s now time for the BIGGER PICTURE to unfold.

 

Those four things I need, will help make it happen.  Of course if the Art Patron comes through first, I might be able to figure out how to do the other three things on my own.

 

I don’t want to…..but I would if that’s the only gift you can find in that very large bag of tricks that  must filled up and delivered by the 25^th.

 

If you need any extra help….don’t hesitate to call.

 

I’m listed in the phone book.

 

Thanks BIG MAN

 

Michael Timothy McAlevey