He walked to the gate and opened a panel in the left pillar. He did something and the tubular steel gate began to slowly open. He jogged back to the t...uck, climbed in and pulled thru the gate. As he did, Jenny’s voice came over the radio and said, ‘Follow us closely. We don’t know if we have to close the gate or it’s automatic.’ Tom stayed within about ten feet of the back of the truck. When they were well through the gate Jerry let the truck come to a stop. He got out, to go back to the gate.. Nicolas, bishop of Myra in TurkeySweet Santa is me, who writes these verses for you two in EnglandSweet Santa is also Your dear Deb with her X-mas presents to You!--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Sweet Santa's bones are in a crypt in Bari, in Italy, but his believers are only in Holland, at firstSweet Santa is called 'Santa Claus' in English speaking countries, after the Dutch. Recently a new guy took over the route. He came on as a very friendly guy. He gave me his cell phone number if I needed emergency service.His name’s Julian and he’s about ten years older than Cecil, I’d guess, maybe only five, but he’s a full-blown man. There’s nothing boyish about him. He’s taller than Cecil and has that kind of strong, wiry build with long muscles.Things began to get a little strange. He’d stop by to see if I needed water. I said when I did, I’d call him. Then he’d stop to. My deal for running the new place was that I’d draw twenty-five dollars a week with a room and meals. On the other hand, I was in line for one-sixth of the profits, if there were any. The pressure was on me to make my idea work, especially since everyone had shown such faith in me.My stash of money had actually grown a good bit the last week, even after my investment in the gents’ club was factored in, because of the reward from Agent Gordon. I was up to six hundred and fifty some odd dollars,.