Santa helps dying boy

waltky · Dec 12, 2016

Santa helps dying boy cross over to the other side...

Santa grants a final wish
Eric Schmitt-Matzen looks every bit the part of Santa Claus.

His 6-foot frame carries 310 pounds, leaving just enough of a lap for the kids to sit on, he says with a gentle Kringley chuckle right out of Central Casting. No fake facial fuzz for this guy. Schmitt-Matzens snowy beard is the real thing, albeit regularly bleached to maintain its whiteness. His shag is so spectacular, in fact, it won first place in the natural full beard, styled moustache division of a 2016 national contest sponsored by the Just For Men hair products company. Theres more.

Hes professionally trained. Custom-tailored in red. Was born on Dec. 6 (thats Saint Nicholas Day, of course; are you surprised?) Works approximately 80 gigs annually. Wife Sharon plays an authentic Mrs. Claus. His cellphone, with a Jingle Bells ringtone, continually counts down the days until Christmas. Even his civilian attire always includes Santa suspenders. The whole shtick is designed to spread joy and have fun. Which it does except for the role he played several weeks ago at a local hospital. I cried all the way home, Schmitt-Matzen told me. I was crying so hard, I had a tough time seeing good enough to drive. My wife and I were scheduled to visit our grandchildren in Nashville the next day, but I told her to go by herself. I was a basket case for three days. It took me a week or two to stop thinking about it all the time. Actually, I thought I might crack up and never be able to play the part again.

This is what happens when a terminally ill child dies in Santas arms. Id just gotten home from work that day, recalled Schmitt-Matzen, 60, a mechanical engineer and president of Packing Seals & Engineering in Jacksboro. The telephone rang. It was a nurse I know who works at the hospital. She said there was a very sick 5-year-old boy who wanted to see Santa Claus. I told her, OK, just let me change into my outfit. She said, There isnt time for that. Your Santa suspenders are good enough. Come right now.

Schmitt-Matzen got to the hospital in 15 minutes. He met the lads mother and several family members. Shed bought a toy from (the TV show) PAW Patrol and wanted me to give it to him, he said, voice growing husky. I sized up the situation and told everyone, If you think youre going to lose it, please leave the room. If I see you crying, Ill break down and cant do my job. Nobody entered with him. They watched, sobbing, from a hallway window in the Intensive Care Unit.

Im now going to relay what happened next, just as Schmitt-Matzen spoke to me. Space does not allow inclusion of the numerous pauses he took while struggling to maintain composure:

When I walked in, he was laying there, so weak it looked like he was ready to fall asleep. I sat down on his bed and asked, Say, whats this I hear about youre gonna miss Christmas? Theres no way you can miss Christmas! Why, youre my Number One elf! He looked up and said, I am?

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