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Saving Santa's Lighthouse

A new Christmas story about a family of lighthouse keepers who, against all odds, are responsible for saving Santa's lighthouse.

By Reid MoorePublished 6 years ago 27 min read
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Chapter One

The North Pole is the coldest place in the world. So cold that only Santa Claus, Mrs. Claus and his merry toy making elves can live there.

But, not too far south, along the coast, there are some hardy people who brave the winter weather to make a warm home for themselves and for their families.

And it's there, as legend has it, that the last lonely lighthouse points the way home for Santa every Christmas Eve as he makes his way around the world, delivering gifts to all children who have been good.

Like most lighthouses, the one just off the coast of Christmas Town is tended by a kindly old man and his small family all throughout the year.

For a long time now, Santa's lighthouse keeper has climbed the spiral staircase to the top of his lighthouse and lovingly wiped the lenses of the powerful beacon which keeps all the fishing boats safe and sound.

And, once a year, Santa greets the lighthouse as he begins his trip around the world at midnight on Christmas Eve and wishes it goodnight just before dawn as he returns on Christmas morning.

But it wasn't always that way.

Here is the story of one Christmas Eve when a lighthouse keeper and his family were responsible for — against all odds — saving Santa's Lighthouse.

Chapter Two

For many years lighthouses have stood guard over all of our coastlines night after night, sending a powerful beam of hope over the horizon.

The light seen by sailors was always a welcome sight, because it meant a safe haven was nearby. And the lighthouse keeper was a very important person to the people who lived in those towns and sailed those waters.

The last lighthouse by the coast of Christmas Town was especially loved because, not only was it an important landmark for everyone who benefited from its endless vigil, it also guided Santa home on Christmas morning. That's why it is called "Santa's Lighthouse."

For longer than most people can remember, Santa's Lighthouse has been tended by the Espinoza family. "Papa" Espinoza is the Master Lightkeeper, but he can only do the job right with a lot of help from his wife and with just a little bit of help from his twin grandchildren, Eddie and Maria.

Every morning, Papa Espinoza would climb the tower stairs to the top of the lighthouse and make sure all the equipment was working right. There is a lot of work to do to keep a lighthouse lit night after night, but Papa is the best lightkeeper in the world. That's because he has been doing it for most of his long life. He can spot trouble in an instant and always knows just what to do.

Sometimes the oil in the lighthouse motor was running low. Papa would fill it up. Sometimes the lamps would lose their candle power. Papa would replace them. Sometimes all Papa had to do to keep his lighthouse burning bright was simply to keep the light lenses very clean and polished.

That was always Papa's favorite job. He would spend hour after hour polishing the glass and bronze which held the powerful bulbs and produced the clear beacon shining out every night, from dusk until dawn. Seeing the light let everybody know that Papa was doing his job.

But last year, Papa Espinoza was faced with a problem he had never seen before. And for once, he was at a loss over what to do.

Chapter Three

One day last summer, Papa received a letter in the mail. Any time a letter came the whole family would be curious to see who it was from. Usually it was good news. A note from a family member or a friend. Or even a word of thanks from grateful people who benefitted from the lighthouse every day.

After one particularly stormy Christmas Eve many years ago, the children were told that Santa himself sent a note of appreciation along with some milk and cookies (which Santa always has plenty of, all year long).

But this letter was different.

By the time Eddie and Maria crowded into the little kitchen, it was obvious the letter, with an official looking seal on the envelope, was bringing bad news. But as soon as Papa saw the kids, he smiled and shushed away all the noise, saying only, "Don't worry. Everything will be all right." But Eddie and Maria could see that Papa and Mama were very worried.

Later that night, as the twins were trying to fall asleep, they could hear their grandparents talking quietly. But their little lightkeeper's house was so small that they could make out every word through the thin wall which separated their bedrooms.

"What does this mean, Papa? How can they close down the lighthouse?" asked Mama. "How will sailors find the harbor in the dark? How will Santa get home?"

"They're not closing down the lighthouse" he said. "They just don't need me to run it any more. The Coast Guard is doing this to all lighthouses. It was just a matter of time. Santa's lighthouse will be the last to go."

But then WHO will keep the light?" asked Mama.

"It's not a who," said Papa. "It's a what. The Coast Guard will be installing automated equipment which won't need to be checked every day. They can just send a man to check on the lighthouse once a month."

"They're just doing it to save money," said Mama. "How can they do this to us? How can they do this to Santa Claus?"

"It's just the way of the world Mama. Who needs a man when you can use a machine? A machine doesn't have to eat. A machine doesn't have to sleep. A machine doesn't need a place to raise a family. It's just business."

"Well," said Mama. "It's bad business. And something bad will come of it, you mark my words."

"Shh, Mama. You'll wake the children," said Papa. "Go to sleep now. We'll talk more about it in the morning. Nothing bad will happen and we'll be all right, you'll see."

As Eddie and Maria drifted off to uneasy sleep they were troubled by Mama's words. Would trouble come because of the machine which was to replace Papa? When would trouble come?

As it turned out, the Espinoza family didn't have long to wait to see that Mama was right.

Chapter Four

In the next few weeks after the letter came, there was a lot of activity at the lighthouse. Much more than usual. Eddie and Maria forgot some of their worries as many different men, all in uniform, came to the lighthouse to do different jobs.

Because it was all so fascinating and new, Eddie and Maria almost forgot that it was all being done to move their little family out of their home.

They became friends with some of the crew who came to automate the lighthouse. As the men put all the machinery in place, Eddie and Maria asked many questions, as children always do.

"How will the light shine at night without Papa to tend to it?" asked Maria.

The man she asked smiled and said, "The light will be run by electricity now. That means that we can run a cable all the way from Christmas Town that will make sure the light never goes out at night."

"But what if the electricity does go out?" asked Eddie. "Who will turn the electricity back on? Can our Papa do it?"

Another crew member chuckled and said, "That can't happen. See?" He pointed to a big machine they were just setting in place. "That's a generator. If the electricity fails, the generator will take over automatically and keep the light on."

The twins stared at the giant machine which the crew members were now adjusting with their tools. One man was pouring some funny smelling liquid through a funnel into an opening at the top. "As long as the generator is maintained at least once a month, there's no way the light will go out." He popped a lid over the opening and screwed it into place. "There," he said "that should do it."

"You kids will have to go back to the house now," said another man. "We have to test the generator and it makes a lot of noise. We don't want you to be scared."

Eddie and Maria left the lighthouse and began to walk back to their little house. "That's the machine that's taking Papa's job," Eddie said sadly. "It doesn't eat. It never sleeps. And just like Papa said, it doesn't have a family to worry about."

At that moment the twins heard the roar of the generator as it came to life. The noise was deafening. They both turned back to the lighthouse and could hear the men inside cheering. Their work was finally done.

Maria grabbed Eddie's arm and pulled him close to whisper in his ear. "Eddie!" she exclaimed. "Did you see? That machine doesn't eat. It doesn't sleep. But it DOES get thirsty!"

Chapter Five

The next morning a very important looking man came to the house. He was dressed in the same kind of uniform as the other crew members who installed the new equipment. But there was a lot more gold on his hat and on his collar. His name was Captain Cooper.

The Captain sat at the table in the dining room with Papa Espinoza and answered all his questions. Eddie and Maria listened through the doorway from the next room, quiet as mice. Papa and the Captain did not know they were there.

"I assure you Mr. Espinoza, your family will be taken care of. We already have a new job for you in town and a nice little house you can all live in. But there is just no way we can continue to have a lightkeeper here. My hands are tied," said Captain Cooper. Eddie and Maria immediately felt better but still a little sad. They loved their lives at Santa's Lighthouse and never wanted to leave.

"I understand Captain," said Papa. "But why can't there be just one lighthouse left? Why must all the lighthouses be converted? Shouldn't there be one example of what lighthouses, and light keepers, meant to the world? Especially this lighthouse."

Captain Cooper looked amused. "Why this lighthouse in particular Señor Espinoza?" he asked.

"Because it's..." Papa's voice trailed off.

"Oh come now!" said Captain Cooper. "It's one thing for the children to believe in those silly myths about Santa Claus. Surely you don't still believe them?"

Eddie and Maria looked at each other, puzzled. "What myths?" they wondered. Didn't Captain Cooper believe in Santa Claus?

"It doesn't matter" Papa said quietly. "It's just that I was hoping that one day, my grandchildren would want to be lightkeepers too. Maybe even here, at this very lighthouse." After a moment he asked, "What are your plans now that the generator is up and running? How long do we have?"

"It's true the generator is in place, but there are still some tests to be made," said Captain Cooper. "For now, we'd like to have both the old and new systems running until we're sure. There is also the matter of moving you and your family into town. That will take some time." After a moment he added, "But we'd like the new system up and running before the first day of winter. Just to be safe."

The Captain gathered up his papers and got ready to go. He looked down at Papa Espinoza with a stab of pity. After a moment, he added, with gentleness, "Let's say everything will be settled by New Year's day. You can stay until then."

"I see," said Papa. "That's very kind of you. Thank you Captain."

"Well, it's the least we can do," said Cooper, "after all your years of hard work. Anyway, we'll be needing your services a little while longer until the generator and all the new electrical equipment is tested and working perfectly. We'll leave everything in place until after you and your family have moved out."

Captain Cooper stood to go. As he reached the door, he turned and looked at the sad figure of the last lightkeeper. "Cheer up, Señor Espinoza! You will have a last Christmas at 'Santa's' lighthouse to share with your family. Try to make the most of it!"

As he opened to door to leave Captain Cooper called back through the doorway, half jokingly, "Why don't you have the children write to Santa and ask him to save your job?"

Papa's face suddenly brightened. But Captain Cooper chuckled to himself as he walked out of the house. "Santa Claus!" he muttered as he moved down the path to the boathouse.

"Yes," said Papa in a low voice, as though talking to himself out loud. "The children. The children will help."

In the other room, Eddie and Maria leapt to their feet and searched the drawers of a little writing desk standing in the corner. In a moment, they had pencils, paper, stamps, and some envelopes. They began to write like they'd never written before.

When they were finished they sealed their letters in an envelope, licked a stamp, affixed it to the corner, and wrote the address on the front:

Santa Claus

The North Pole

Chapter Six

Through the next months, as winter approached, the men installing the automated equipment came less and less, until finally, as the weather turned really cold, they stopped coming at all. But, each day, Papa would climb the steps to his lights and tend to them just as he'd always done.

Sometimes Eddie and Maria would follow him and watch as he polished the lenses and bronze housings for his lights. Occasionally they would catch him wistfully gazing through the clear glass windows of the lighthouse. Always looking North.

At Thanksgiving, Mama made the biggest meal ever and seated her family at the table. Before they began their dinner Papa spoke up. "My family," he began. "this will be the last Thanksgiving we spend at Santa's Lighthouse. So I want you all to remember there is still a lot to be thankful for."

Eddie and Maria were confused. "What can we be thankful for?" they wondered to themselves. "Soon we will have to leave the only home we've ever known." But they listened attentively as Papa continued.

"And I want you to know that Captain Cooper has assured me we will be able to stay here until New Year's. So let's be happy for the time we have left and let's look forward to our last Christmas Eve at Santa's lighthouse. We can't let Santa down while we have the means to help him one last time."

"Papa is right," said Mama. "We do have a lot to be thankful for." And she turned her eyes from Papa and looked at her twin grandchildren. "Maybe there is one Christmas miracle left." She smiled knowingly at Eddie and Maria.

"Come now!" said Papa. "Let's eat! I'm starved! Mama, would you please pass the potatoes?"

As the heaping plates of delicious food made their way around the little table, Eddie and Maria shared their own secret smiles. It was the best Thanksgiving meal they could ever remember. Everything was especially scrumptious.

Later, after they'd had their fill and their eyes turned to happy sleep, they lay in the dark of their beds and quietly spoke to each other.

"Do you think Santa got our letters?" asked Maria.

"Of course he did," said Eddie. "Santa won't forget. He needs Papa."

"But what if he doesn't come?" asked Maria. Tears welled up as she began to cry softly into her pillow. "Maybe Captain Cooper is right after all. Maybe Santa isn't real."

"Of course Santa's real!" Eddie said in a loud whisper. "He'll come."

"But how can we be sure?" asked Maria. "What can two little kids do to make sure Santa will come to grant our wish?"

After a moment, Eddie spoke. "I know. We'll make sure there is plenty of milk and cookies for Santa on Christmas Eve. And we'll leave them in the lighthouse. When he sees what Captain Cooper and his men are up to, he'll know just what to do."

"That's right!" said Maria. "Santa can't resist a delicious glass of milk and some of Mama's best Christmas cookies!"

The twins began drifting off to a blissful slumber.

"Milk and cookies," they chanted over and over again, in low voices so no one else would hear.

"Milk and cookies..."

Then they were asleep.

Chapter Seven

In the week before the first day of winter, the weather turned unusually bad. Eddie and Maria heard Papa say it was the coldest weather he'd ever seen. But the lighthouse went on as usual, thanks to their grandfather's care.

And the whole family was safe and warm, just like always. It made the time left in their own little world seem all the more precious. And hopeful.

But, on December 21st, a boat tied up to the dock and a man came ashore with a tool bag and a large container with some strange words and symbols on it. "Warning!" it said on one side. And "Extremely Flammable" on the other. Across the bottom it said "Keep Away From Children." Eddie and Maria didn't like the looks of that.

They followed the man up into the lighthouse with Papa. "I'm just here to top off the tank Mr. Espinoza. And to give the new system a final check before we switch over to the generator for good."

"All right," said Papa. "You know your business I suppose." Eddie and Maria watched as the man went about his task.

"What is in that can?" asked Maria. The man turned and said, "It's gasoline. It will make sure the generator is ready if the electric cable from town ever fails." He began pouring the contents of the can into the opening at the top. "But, of course, it's just a backup system. The electricity will never go off. We've made sure of that."

"But what happens if the electricity does go off?" asked Eddie.

The man turned and looked at Papa, then to the children. "Well," he said slowly. "That's what I'm here to check."

He stepped over to a large panel on the wall with a giant switch. "Watch this!" he said. Suddenly he pulled the switch down and all the lights in the lighthouse winked out. Papa and the children flinched and were about to cry out. They'd never seen the lighthouse go completely dark. Even in the middle of the day.

Immediately, Papa rushed to the motor he had tended for so many years without a moment's hesitation. But just as he did, the generator suddenly began to hum noisily. After a moment, a green light came on in the front of the machine and, suddenly, the lights came back to life.

Papa and the children were stunned. The machine had restored the electricity to the lights and everything was working again.

"Well, that does it," said the man. "It's working perfectly now." He pushed the big electrical switch back into position, then pressed a red button on the generator. It stopped. And this time all the lights stayed on. "Everything is in order," he said. He began putting his tools away and closed the gasoline can tightly. Then he turned to leave, for good.

"That's it Mr. Espinoza. You can rest easy now and have yourself a merry Christmas with your family. Your troubles are over."

He did not notice that Papa and the children did not look particularly merry. "Every month or so we'll be back to top off the generator again and check the system. There shouldn't be any trouble though. I've worked on dozens of these machines. They never fail."

As they all walked back to the dock, Maria spoke up. "Mister, does the new machine ever have to eat? Or sleep?"

The man smiled. "Why, no little girl. Machines don't eat. And they don't sleep. They're just... machines. They don't need anything really. What a funny question," he said. "Why do you ask?"

"Just wondering," said Maria.

As the man stepped back onto his boat, he wished the family a Merry Christmas. As the boat pulled away from the dock he called out to Eddie and Maria. "Goodbye kids! I hope Santa brings you everything you wished for!" He waved and the little boat turned back to shore.

Papa watched for awhile as the boat sailed off. Eddie and Maria just looked at each other. And smiled.

Chapter Eight

On Christmas Eve, the coldest wind that ever blew swept across the lighthouse. But Papa and his family were not afraid. They had always been safe and warm inside their little home.

Still, in the last few days since the man had switched on the new system, Papa had become sadder and sadder.

Now that he no longer tended to his light, he felt a little useless. So he reminded himself that Christmas is really for the children and he told himself to try and feel better. By the time the afternoon light began to fade he found himself feeling happy again. It was out of his hands now.

Eddie and Maria were busy all day getting ready for Santa's visit. They decorated the tree and put all the presents they had made for their family underneath. Finally, as the last rays of sunlight streamed across the sky, they quietly slipped out of their little home and made their way to the lighthouse with a little package they had kept hidden from everyone else.

They climbed the stairs in the lighthouse and stood just outside the door to the top of the tower itself. Then they took out the prize they had secreted away. A large glass of ice-cold milk and a plate piled high with Mama's delicious Christmas cookies, still warm from the oven.

They placed them carefully next to the new machine and turned toward the stairs just as the last ray of sunshine dipped past the horizon. After the short walk from the lighthouse, they slipped back into the house, unnoticed.

As the whole family sat together and began to sing Christmas songs by the piano, they could see through the window that, just like every night for the last three days, the lighthouse came to life just as the sun died down. All by itself.

Papa felt a twinge of sadness. "It's really true," he thought. "they don't need me any more." Mama came to his side, and knowing what he must have been thinking, kissed his cheek and said, "It's alright Papa. Your family will always need you."

At that moment, the whole world suddenly went black. Or at least it seemed that way. As the Espinoza family stared out the window they couldn't believe their eyes. The lighthouse was completely dark! Not a flicker of light came from its lamps. In all the years Santa's Lighthouse had stood its vigil, that had never happened before. And it was Christmas Eve!

Everyone turned to grandpa. "What's wrong Papa?" asked Eddie. "Does this mean that Santa will never come?" Maria burst into tears.

Papa grabbed a pair of binoculars from a shelf by the window and scanned the horizon towards shore. After a moment he said, "The lights are out in Christmas Town. They've lost electricity!" Maria stopped crying and said, "But the man said that could never happen..."

"Well it has happened! And now the boats out at sea have no light to guide them home!"

"What can we do, Papa?" asked Maria. "Will Santa lose his way?" asked Eddie.

"No Eddie, Santa will have his light. I know what to do. Follow me!

And with those words the whole Espinoza family ran out the door toward the lighthouse now clothed in darkness, wind and bitter cold.

Chapter Nine

As the fierce wind whipped around Papa and his family, they reached the lighthouse door and opened it to reveal the darkened stairs within. On the wall just inside the door, Papa grabbed a big, heavy, powerful flashlight and switched it on. The entire room was flooded with a warm, friendly light and Papa lead the way up the spiral staircase.

At the top he handed the flashlight to Eddie and Maria and told them, "Keep this light shining on me and don't let go! I have to be able to see the old motor and get her started up."

"Alright, Papa," said the twins, as if as one. "We can do it."

As the light followed Papa across the room, he ran to the old motor which had been replaced by the new generator. Eddie and Maria kept the awkward flashlight steady on him and Papa thought to himself, "I don't really need the light. I've started this old girl up a thousand times. I can do it in the dark." But he was glad to have the children lighting his every move.

He bent down to the motor and started turning a little crank. The motor sputtered and almost caught, but died immediately. Papa reached behind it and pulled out a battered oil can which he used to fill a reservoir near the bottom of the engine. He turned the crank again.

And this time the old motor roared to life. "That's got 'er!" said Papa, as he turned to a panel of switches on the wall just above. "Well, here goes," he said as he threw the biggest switch. He closed his eyes.

And the purest, whitest light they all had ever seen suddenly blazed from the lamps and shot across the room, through the crystal windows and barreled its way out to sea.

Mama was overjoyed as she blinked against the blazing, gigantic candle that had seemed to light the entire world. "You did it Papa! You saved Christmas!" She ran to him and hugged him tightly, showering his face with little kisses.

"WE did it, Mama!" Papa said as he gathered them all up and rushed them from the room. "And I couldn't have done it without my two little apprentice lighthouse keepers." He scooped Eddie and Maria into his arms and danced his way joyfully down the spiral steps.

As they left the lighthouse and stood outside to look up at the welcoming beacon, once again standing guard over water and sky, the wind died down a bit. Just enough to hear a faint, tinkling sound in the distance. Sleigh bells? Just as suddenly as the sound had appeared, it was gone and the raging wind resumed its fury. Papa took his family and ran for the house.

Chapter Ten

Christmas morning dawned cold and clear, and as the sun climbed higher into the sky. Papa returned to the lighthouse to shut down the old motor. As he stood at the top looking out over the brightening horizon, he noticed a little boat speeding toward the island. It was Captain Cooper. Papa rushed down to the boat dock to greet him.

"Well, well, Señor Espinoza," Captain Cooper said as he climbed the path back to the lighthouse. "It seems it was a good idea to keep the old equipment on hand for a bit longer yet. But don't get your hopes up. We'll soon see why the new generator failed. And we'll have it fixed in no time."

Walking behind them was the man who had switched over the equipment the week before. Unnoticed, Eddie and Maria followed the three men into the lighthouse and quietly climbed the stairs to the top.

A few minutes later, listening outside the door, they could hear Captain Cooper getting madder and madder.

"What is the meaning of this!" they heard him say. "How could this happen?" They watched as the sputtering Captain stormed out, the repairman right behind and Papa, laughing heartily, following them down the stairs. When they'd gone out, the twins looked at each other with puzzled eyes. They walked into the room to look at the new machine that threatened to take Papa's job.

Everything looked the same, except for one thing. Santa's glass of milk was empty and the cookie plate had only a sprinkling of crumbs left behind. The twins ran all the way home.

Chapter Eleven

"What happened Papa?" asked Mama as they all sat down at the kitchen table. "Why did Captain Cooper leave so suddenly. And why are you laughing so much?"

Papa looked with twinkling eyes at his family as he caught his breath and stopped his chuckling. Eddie and Maria hung on every word.

"When they checked the generator to see why it hadn't started up as soon as the electricity went out in Christmas Town, naturally the first thing they looked at was how much gas was in the generator tank." Papa started laughing uncontrollably again and slapped his knee several times.

"Yes, Papa, yes. So what did they find?" asked Mama. "Please tell us!"

Papa could barely utter a reply, but he wheezed out an answer through gasping breaths of fitful laughter. "The tank... was... filled... to the brim... with milk. And cookies!"

Chapter Twelve

On New Year's day, at a time when Papa and his family thought they would be moving to Christmas Town for good, they found themselves instead being celebrated "Citizens of the Year" and given the key to the city by the Mayor himself.

In front of the whole town, at City Hall, he rose to make a speech and waved his hand to quieten the cheering crowd.

"My friends," said the Mayor, "we have all heard the extraordinary story of how Señor Espinoza and his family saved the lives of our sailors at sea on Christmas Eve." Everyone in the crowd cheered with approval. "And, by quick thinking, gained after long years of faithful service, it's safe to say that the whole Espinoza family saved Christmas itself." The town roared and clapped their hands with excitement.

He held up his hands and the crowd quieted down. "Although the strange power outage which occurred on Christmas Eve has yet to be fully explained," the mayor shot his eyes to a red faced Captain Cooper, who was standing behind the podium, "rest assured that it is something that will never happen again. We hope." Captain Cooper shifted on his feet uncomfortably and looked down at his shoes.

"Because, whether you believe or not, the lighthouse by the coast of Christmas Town is the last lighthouse in the world before the North Pole. And that makes it Santa's Lighthouse!" The crowd could not restrain themselves at these words and cheered wildly.

"After all," the Mayor continued, "I trust you all found a gift from Santa on Christmas morning?" The townspeople all shouted "Yes!" in unison. Even Captain Cooper joined in.

"So, by the power vested in me by you, the good people of Christmas town" (tremendous applause) "and with full approval from the Commandant of the Coast Guard, I hereby declare that Señor Espinoza be appointed Lighthouse Keeper Emeritus. And that the position be a lifetime appointment, with all due honors. Including the right to choose an apprentice." He looked down at Eddie and Maria, "or apprentices.

"And that furthermore," he continued, "the lighthouse at Christmas Town will be the last, and only, manned lighthouse left in the country!"

At this the crowd went wild, picked Papa up and marched him round and round the town square on their shoulders. As they finally brought him back to the arms of his little family, Mama, Eddie and Maria hugged him with great joy.

"Thank you Papa!" they said again and again. "Thank you for saving Santa's lighthouse!"

Always a man of few words, Papa couldn't think of anything to say. So in the end, he said nothing at all.

Except, "Come along, Mama, Eddie, Maria. Let's go home. It will be dark soon and we've got to turn on the light. It's a brand new year, but we still have a lot of work to do at Santa's Lighthouse. After all, Christmas Eve will be here before you know it!"

THE END

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