If we had smell-o-video or something like that then several of you would be able to confirm some of the Christmas memories I have and probably agree with me these are wonderful. In the next few lines I will give you things that bring back sights, sounds and smells of Christmas Past, and who knows may be someday Christmas future. Like:
When I was very young, Daddy would go to Jeff's BBQ in West Anniston and get BarBQ for us to have during the Christmas Holidays. There is still a smell that I associate with Jeffs and it brings a smile to me when I do.
Moma cracking open coconuts with a hammer and a nail so that she could make the coconut pie or coconut cake with just one single red Marichino cherry in the top.
A big plastic red candle with a yellow flame that we had on either side of the carport and strings of lights with big bulbs that could be seen from space that had to be plugged in everynight before Daddy got home.
A plastic Santa Clause on top of the roof with a bag attached and a spot light in the front yard showing off such. Now remember I am in my 50s so this was WAAAAYY before Walmart and other stores around here had things like that and not many people decorated as elaborately as my folks. I still dont.
Gifts under the tree for each of us, but of course I would get into mine and wear the ring or watch or whatever a long time before we were actually supposed to open the gifts.
Christmas Ornaments that the family had years before I was ever even thought about.
The smell of the fireplace when it smoked just a little.
Santa Clause at Sears on Noble Street.
The Anniston Parade and sitting on the steps of the Church of Christ on Noble thinking we had the BEST spot.
Actually getting a piece of candy that was thrown during the parade. I thought I was really something too.....
Riding around looking at Christmas lights.
Snoopy and the Red Baron song.
Charlie Brown Christmas. As a matter of fact the Charlie Brown Christmas song is one of my favorites.
Going to Christmas Mass at Fort McClellan when the troops were still there. Being in awe of all the sights and smells. And this was at midnight.
Being told to go to bed so that Santa could come on. And trying to stay awake so I could hear him.
Being threatened all through the month of December that Santa was listening and if I wasnt good, he would know it and not come.
Fresh Oranges and Apples. Nuts. Hershey Kisses in the red, green and silver foil all in the candy dish in the living room.
Assorted nuts and a nut cracker with them in the wooden bowl next to the fruit and the candies.
Those hard candies that had jelly type stuff in them and also ribbon candy.
A real tree that we had to keep water in.
Putting my rocking chair next to the tree so I could feel the warmth of the colored lights and taking in the smell of the tree.
Christmas specials like Perry Como and Pat Boone. Bob Hope.
Company. (some people call them Visitors)
Christmas Cards that came in colored envelopes and some had booklets or were fold out cards that said MERRY CHRISTMAS FROM THE PARKERS IN WEAVER ALABAMA. And then you unfolded it to see MERRY CHRISTMAS FROM GERALD CATHERINE BROCKIE AND DEBRA. I loved seeing my name in the white letters on that red fold out. And the ones we would get from other folks with their names were my favorites.
Christmas Letters from Santa and written to Santa.
Going to Big Momas house and seeing the smaller, real tree in the corner of the living room covered in silver tinsle and BIG blue bulbs and blue lights. I mean those big blue lights.
Big Mom giving each of us kids a Silver Dollar for Christmas.
Huge bowls of Dressing and Potato Salad. These were brought up to the house by Truman White (son of Mr Thom White of Weaver) and made by his wife my aunt Mutt. When I say huge, I mean, biggest mixing bowl you can think of and we ate every bite. What I would give to have some of that dressing now......
Moma cooking a ham in the oven and putting Coke on it with brown sugar and me feeling bad because she cooked it all night (even though it was a canned ham) and she had to get up all during the night to check on it and put more coke and sugar on it. Oh man, what a sight and sense that is......
Well, I guess you get the picture, that I had a wonderful childhood when it came to Christmas. We ate and loved every minute of the music, church services, company, cards, and decorations. All of this was made possible by my parents, Gerald and Catherine Parker and my sister Ann and brother Brockie. I have been truly blessed.
Thank you. I love you. Merry Christmas to you.