my grandparents, with whom I lived for a time between hen I was 3 and 5, DID NOT want me to believe in anything but Father Chritmas. So Santa Clause was foreign until my folks (when my dad was restationed in the US after Korea) tried to "catch me up" on Christmas stuff including Santa"
Here I was, 6 years old and supposed to "believe" in this creature for whom, all evidence was clearly counter its existence.
SO, as a good turncoat, I played along with my folks who, (I believe, Believed that I lbelieved in Santa). I used to get my ears chewed by my mom who, hearing that I was telling some neighborhood girls that Santa was "Made up" . My mom really wanted our lives to be like the Post magazine and my dad was really into Sports AField and Sid Caeser.
Kids always have it tough trying to keep their parents calmed at this stressful time of year by playing along that youre having the time of your life experiencing full frontal naked greed.
Santa Claus's forensically determined existence led up to more deep inspections about the evidence for stuff like "Easter Bunny", Jesus, God, and why bumblebees fly.
Father Miszckuyn , a Jesuit, told me, when I was a kid in his school, that its really no big deal about whether we "believe" or not, even he had plenty of doubts and "He was on the payroll".
Therefore following all the evidence became an important lesson I got from all these guys and even my parents so, it wasnt really a complete waste ya know?