Expanding on the Santa discussion.
My Aunt and Uncle have a Christmas Eve party every year, and my Grandpa used to pay a guy to show up has Santa. At first, I thought it was actually him..despite seeing my Grandpa paying him, and Santa driving a beat up old yellow olds.
Well, has I got older you figured it out. You didn't really care. For 20 minutes, use your imagination the guy was Santa. Than one foggy Christmas Eve. Santa pretty much lost it. Forgetting he's playing Santa..the jolly old elf. He gets all depressed about his best friend, in the whole world dying. Geez, buddy. You're the real life of the party. After that year the tradition discontinued.