Memories Of Christmas #32
I remember Christmas with my brothers and sisters. There were eight of us, four boys and four girls. Christmas was a very special time of year. I loved the Christmas songs, Bing Crosby records playing on the stereo, Burl Ives on the television singing “Frosty The Snowman.”
Mom was busy in the kitchen. My sister, Shirley, usually helped her with the cooking or with wrapping presents. Mom was always good at cooking. She would make pumpkin pie along with the dreaded fruitcake. We never went without a turkey for our Christmas dinner. I remember one Christmas we had duck and turkey.
Dad and I usually put up the Christmas lights and my brother Robert liked to help with them. Sometimes we’d go all out and set up the yard really nice. The part I hated was untangling the lights. Dad liked to turn the lights on at dusk. He'd drive us around Santa Ana to see all the houses decorated with lights. At times Mom stayed home so she could get some of the presents wrapped while the children were out of the house. We were always looking for a misplaced present that hadn’t yet been wrapped.
Grandma and Red (our step-Grandpa) would celebrate Christmas with us. They’d pull into the driveway, of course by this time all of us would be excited. Christmas Eve is here and it’s the night we all go crazy. Christmas wrappings and bows strewn throughout the house, Elvis Presley singing “Blue Christmas,” electric cars zipping down the hall and crashing, sisters excited to check out their new Mary Poppins dolls. The house was a wreck for the next couple of days. We would have Christmas dinner on Christmas day, later that evening we'd go for a drive so Mom could see the lights she had missed while wrapping presents.
Christmas was a special time at the Moon family’s house. I think of them every year and miss those years, especially the years when I was a child. I often think back to the wonderful times we had when all of us were but only kids, back in the year of 1966
Luke 2:12 And this shall be a sign unto you; Ye shall find the babe wrapped in swaddling clothes, lying in a manger.
3 comments:
the memories of yesteryear are a wonderful thing. It will never be the same for us but that's OK. We had it, we lived and we loved it.
Merry Christmas to you and your loved ones. May the new year bring you health and prosperity.
Merry Christmas to the Moons. Please pass on my special warm wishes to Clare too.Happy Holidays and thanks a tonne for sharing this little piece of you.
Larry, these are precious memories and I enjoyed reading them. Happy Christmas to you, and may your joy be complete today.
Chris
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