An Annual Reposting of My Favorite Commercial.

You didn't think I'd go without publishing this blog from way back when, did you?  Why do I continue to post this each year? Only 'cause at the end of the commercial....the house....it is near a replica of my grandparents' house.  And the tree-lined, snow covered, country, lane is exactly what we had to get thru to grandma's house...yep, this continues and will ALWAYS take me to my own days of yore, with tears of great memories and wishin' to go back in time ....I have so many thoughts. And Christmases with my parents from my childhood up until they passed away....it's ALWAYS IN MY DREAMS!!!!  I wish the beer company would bring this back to television.

It's been 25 years since it was filmed on a snowy night in the Mad River Valley of Vermont. Every holiday season since, starting around Thanksgiving, the ad returns to television screens. "It stops your heart," said Gaelic McTigue, who owns one of the shops seen in the commercial. If you've never seen the ad, its action and emotional momentum are pulled by a workhorse, the kind built for drudgery and known as a hackney. That's no name, however, for such a combination of grace and power. The animal's head and neck bow into the bracing cold, and it surges ahead as six simple notes strike the keys of a piano. The melody flows right into the limbic brain. We don't need the lyrics; they're wired in like smell or wind. I'll … be home … for Christmas … The music is important.

Of course, the clipping from the online article states 25 years.since filming the commercial.  In 2021, as I type this up, it's many more years now.  Read the whole story of the making of this commercial here....it'll warm your heart.

 60 SECONDS OF PURE CHRISTMAS