Childhood Memories ( Archived) (4)

If that's your favourite childhood memory I hate to think of your worse

After your story my nice little stories would be out of place on this thread

Christmas morning was always my favorite. Just about every room in the house was decorated with some kind of Christmas decoration. We had an enclosed front porch with a lot of windows. My mother always put up white Priscilla curtains on the windows and a candle in the window. My father ran old fashioned outdoor lights (the big bulbs) all around the perimeter of the house, up the chimney and around the doors. It was so beautiful to a little kid. And a big Christmas tree. My sister and I were given strict orders to put the silver icicles strands on the tree one by one and don't you dare to throw a cluster of them on the tree. She wanted all the icicles to hang straight down. We decorated the tree with old fashioned ornaments (some that I still have) and there was always Christmas music playing on the old Philco radio.

Excitement was building up for Christmas morning. My parents, grandmother and sister all went to the livingroom to open gifts. Each person opened one gift at a time (not like some people do today everybody opening all at once). Each person made a fuss over what they got, even my father when he got a pair of socks and my mother when she got an apron.

Then Christmas dinner of turkey and all the fixings. My mother put out what she called her special china (but it came in boxes of soap flakes) and the same with the "silverware" which obviously wasn't silver. Dinner was delicious and the pies were great. We did the dishes and then my sister and I went to play with whatever Santa brought us. The really good years were when we got bicycles.