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I have just read All of the reviews. I am already hooked on seeing this Christmas movie. I have a fair collection of Christmas movies that I just could not live without (or thought I couldn't). Many, (if not most) of my collection are out of print and some are just down right RARE.

Unfortunately, one of the reviewers has stated they are looking forward to its release on DVD. That means that the movie is not available at my local video store or BB's large box electronic store.O.K... so here I go again, hunting for a copy, as waiting for a studio to release it can take decades, maybe forever.Anyone out there that has made a copy off the small screen that they are willing to trade or whatever ?

To some who were either in soggy diapers or not even born, this movie lacks. However, getting out of the draft was a daily affair back in 1970. Even the most staunch supporters of "The War" admitted that Viet Nam or "Nam" was a one way ticket to mud, blood and gore.The direct method was to go to Canada which left some friends? and neighbors spitting mad. Having a child (no matter how or where) was VERY acceptable. The prevailing public feeling was that the chances of returning in one piece from 'Nam was not good.

Many of the people that were very directly affected by Viet Nam, during that time period, were a mess. Their actions seemed disjointed and their lives lacked many of the characteristics of what we now call normal living. It was a time of such uncertainty, and day to day confrontations that life is fragile and gone too quickly. This movie, in part, represents that time in a story form.

Someday, someway this VERY artistic endeavor by Jim Henson will be available, as Ed Sullivan surely would have wanted this. This wonderful holiday special was seen by my son. Unfortunately, I was in the next room crying my eyes out because I had just lost his brother. It was close to Christmas and gifts had been previously purchased, but not much else. Hearing his laughter brought me back to reality and as I heard his burst of laughs, I knew we must get a tree, trim it, and do the usual things associated with Christmas because I still had him and he deserved a Christmas. I remember seeing parts of it through my tears, and the brightly colored Muppets, and my son sitting there will remain with me forever. However, at that time, I did not know the name of the production. Oh to have a copy, to bring back the laughter I heard from my son...