What a lovely feeling this Christmas has left me. I enjoy what you all enjoy with your families as well as I do mine. One of the best of holiday spirit sharing observances I have had is through a friend who always enjoys them very simple and well. He reminds me daily that the holiday is near .I looked for a nice hat with a little bling this year for him, his elfin looks fit well with any outfit. I can walk near his home and the sky lights up as one approaches, a delight in lights that always charm. I had hoped his home would win the contest, but it was not a near miss with some other lighting extravaganzas, but still one of the best according to this well holiday cultured fellow.
This year has been a struggle for many families, our economy has burdened many .I hope you have the thoughts to share at this time of year, my favorite is cash donations at the local food banks. For many years I shot rolls of film for these cash donations posing as the jolly old elf, and having famiy sit on my lap for pictures. It seems silly with all our technology and knowledge that anyone could go hungry in our world, let alone in our towns we live in . A gift of giving always comes back to you double. One with what it gives you in your heart for sharing and through the feeling knowing that you have enriched others lives.
What will he do with my dollar
If I gave it to him why should I care
I gave him a simple gift of pleasure
Let him spend it who knows where.
A fun tale of Christmas began one year with my mother being due with her fourth child over the holiday. I remember trying to tell her that a good name might be Jesus, but an aunt was in charge of an agency that changed people’s names from that to Ed or Tom. She was totally uncomfortable, the baby would be huge, almost eight pounds. I weighed in at 6 ½ so this was big for the time. After cooking one of the largest turkeys that my Dad could find for Christmas Eve, she felt weak and went in to the hospital. They did a few tests and sent her home. In the meantime we had always unwrapped our relative’s gifts on this night. When she got home, we were all hushed to keep her calm. Getting up the next day, an aunt came and took me over to her home. I stayed the holiday and came home to a new brother a few days later. He was almost born on the elevator at 12:31AM on the 26th of December. Making it into the waiting room my Dad said it was almost like me, where he had barely filled his pipe and lit it. Our Christmas was late that year, but just as wonderful as it may have been on the day it happens.