OT but in season. Favorite Christmas Memory

What's your most memorable Christmas.I don't have any super memorable Christmas. Any Christmas with snow, a warm house, family, and some presents under the tree makes it memorable.

When I was a kid we would go to my aunt and uncles on Xmas eve. The whole family would be there. After a dinner of spaghetti (big family, easy to do) The men would take the kids out to look for Santa, while the women cleaned after dinner. My older cousin would lead my sister and I and our younger cousin around around and around the shop. "oh we just missed Rudolphs nose! Come on. run faster! He was 5 years older than I and much faster. Only caught "Santa" once. When the women went out and the men stayed in. Big deal to 8 or 9 of us kids. Families have grown and started their own traditions, but every Christmas eve I wish I was 6 years old again!

Oh Golly Lord < >Most All of them have been good and memorable , Never had a Tragic One Yet,, Thank God ....... what Quickly comes to mind is the awaiting the birth of Our 1st child , who finally came on Elvis's birthday 1981,, Or Moving in the New house We built a week Before Christmas ..Never will forget the pleasant smell of the oil or paint or maybe the Rubber on my new red tricycle , and my brothers Red Radio Flyer ,, , thats been some 45 yrs ago..........

Christmas is always something to remember. Always nice in a Military community because everyone (most everyone) with a family looks out for the ones that don't. It's nothing to see someone go through a barracks beating on doors and loading up as many people they can fit in their car and dragging them to their house so they won't be alone whether they know the folks or not. On a personal note though, we set up the tree and open presents on Christmas Eve here and last year, just about present time I went out to check the animals real quick and heard some little grunts coming out of a corner. My dog popped out 8 puppies for me.

Dave

Almost all were good, family coming home was the best Aunts, Uncles and Cousins. One year Dad said We had to get the wheat all planted before we could take off for Christmas so We worked half the night on Christmas eve. Mom was ticked when we finally got home.

11 years old...Bad A$$ old uncle said "that under the tree present with Yore name on it is a umbrella" Spent several days really P.O.ed.

Umbrella turned out to be a .....Nice, used Marlin model 39....Still got it 50 some odd years later, I'll get it out and kill a squirll or two

Wild Bill

Hey there:
I guess I'd say they were about 70 some years
ago. My dad (Santa Clause), who my sister and I had prepared cookies and, a cup of hot coffee for. Used to go outside, and "produce" reindeer hoof sounds on the roof, as my sister and I hid under the warm feather blankets that my mom hand made. And when we went downstairs, we would find
"Santa" had been there and had eaten our cookies and had drank our coffee, and somehow,(in those
very lean years) we would find some handmade
gifts. Although we had "very" little cash we still had some very happy times.
Bob
God Bless

My father was born in 1898. His mother died within the year and eventually his father remarried. However at age 10 he lost his father too and the step mom parceled all but the youngest child out to aunts and uncles for them to raise.

As was common for the era children received clothing and items of need for Christmas rather than toys.

When my dad turned age 53 on December 23 and Christmas arrived shortly thereafter mom and my two brothers and I gave dad an electric train set---his very first Christmas toy.

Naturally it was mom and dads way of giving their sons a train set with clear cut guidelines that none of us owned it nor had exclusive rights to it.

While we all played many hours with it, being the youngest it finally became somewhat mine and at an age when I was thrilled with it. Over several years I bought additional track, switches, and accessories. It was played with enough to wear out two transformers.

At my dads estate sale in 1996 it sold for more than the original purchase price even though it was a Marx brand rather than Lionel or American Flyer. Thanks mom and dad for figuring out an equitable way to gift a train to your three sons!