Recently, someone asked me what was my favorite Christmas memory. Believe it or not, my favorite is one that I really don't remember much about. No, I'm not crazy (well, maybe a little, but that's beside the point). Let me explain.
Picture it: It's a cold Christmas Eve, 1957; pitch dark outside on a secluded farm, miles from the nearest neighbor. Inside the cozy little farm house was the family - Momma, Poppa, Big Sister, Little Sister, Baby Sister and Grandad. The family had recently moved in with Grandad following the death of Mamaw. This would be their first Christmas in the country.
Big Sister and Little Sister could hardly contain their excitement about Christmas. They were busy hanging stockings and singing Jingle Bells when, suddenly, there was a loud knock at the door (There was no chimney). Nearly jumping out of her skin, surprised by the unexpected noise, Little Sister exclaims "Who's that!", and runs toward Momma. "Well, I don't know", says Momma with a silly grin on her face. "Why don't you go to the door and find out?" Little Sister doesn't really think this is a good idea, but with encouragement from Momma and Poppa, she reluctantly heads for the door one step at a time.
Finally, reaching for the doorknob and turning it as slowly as she can, she pulls the door open, but not too far. Holding her breath and peeking around the door, she suddenly burst into excited screams and jumps up and down. She can't believe her eyes...she must be dreaming!
It's Santa Claus! It's Santa Claus! He's here! He's here!
Okay...so it wasn't really Santa Claus, but to a 4 year old (almost 5!) he was as real as it gets. I would find out years later that it was my Uncle Gordon, who is no longer with us, but that dark Christmas Eve night to a starry eyed little girl he was the real deal. He was Santa Claus!
Little Sister with Santa
Chances are, it probably didn't really happen this way, but, like I said in the beginning, I don't really remember much about it. Thank heavens someone took pictures so I can imagine what it was like. After all, I was only four.
Until next time...that's my view.