As a kindergarten-er in '71-"72, I was mystified by this character I’d never heard of before, yet all my classmates seemed to love.
Of course, Gene Autry’s song Up on the Housetop was a new one on me, despite knowing all the other manufactured non-Xian Xmas legend songs like Rudolph.
I think my parents might have been conducting some sort of cultural deprivation experiment with me as the Guinea pig.
