I don’t get too excited about holidays, with one major exception. I’ve always had a warm spot in my heart for Christmas. Looking back on my childhood, that’s probably because my parents, particularly my mother, made such big a deal about the holiday. The New Yorker has run many Christmas covers over the years, some of which, such as those by the late George Booth, are quite memorable.
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| André François (covers untitled until February 1993) |
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