My son poses for the brainchild of my daughter. "Hi."
So, I was talking with the wife about first Christmas memories the other day. I conjured up many memories - but not sure of the chronology (I know, no surprise for those of you that know me. I can't remember the what day it is from the freckle on my nose). It seems that my gray hair and my gray matter are getting less able to track the days...
Anyway - I thought of my favorite Christmas churchy memory. We used to go to a Vespers Service with candles and afterwards - we blew out our own candles. Then, on our way out - the elders handed out these funny looking stocking to kids - filled with oranges, chocolates, candy canes and other goodies. It was here that I found the joy of combining tastes of chocolate AND navel oranges. Much later, I came to the knowledge that the Italians had much earlier made this discovery. How is it that my memories are almost always associated with: geography, culinary and culture - in that order???
What is your first Christmas memory? And even more important - what does it say about you now?
