Some good memories of Christmas

Published: Wednesday, December 26, 2012 at 05:11 PM.

I was a kid back when Christmas put a huge exclamation point at the end of each year. Everything else in the prior 11 months was eclipsed by Christmas mornings.

Of course we kids knew the real "reason for the season," but the spiritual stuff was covered by Santa’s shadow. These were the days when "Red Ryder" BB guns worked their magic in boys’ minds and sugar plums did — in fact — dance.

The farther we adults move through our allotted days, the dimmer Christmas excitements become. There’s no remedy for such fading; it’s an unfortunate byproduct of life’s experiences.

However, I’m blessed with a good memory and have a huge collection of tiny, mundane tidbits of Christmases past. I’d be lying if I said gifts didn’t matter, but my memory of them has little to do with money and everything to do with feelings.

Each year I got an "extra special" present. By today’s standards, most of them wouldn’t register a tiny blip on modern kids’ radar screens.

I doubt a single Hopalong Cassidy pocketknife was under anybody’s tree in 2012. That present fell out of the sleigh 65 years ago but still makes me smile.

One year Dad and Mom bought me a used electric guitar. I never learned to play it but sure worked at it. As time passed, I know they regretted that gift more and more. I truly believe Dad busted my amplifier.

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