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I remember one special Christmas morning, when the father and mother yawningly lit the Christmas tree lights at the corner of the room, illuminating all the wonders Santa had brought the night before. This was before television and computers and well before video games.

As if it were yesterday, as the morning light filtered through the windows, I saw a red cowboy hat and a Roy Roger's gun and holster under the tree. On the other side of the tree was tan cowboy hat and pistol set. This was for my younger brother.

Because I remember that was the extent of my Christmas presents. According to today's standards was a kind of low, but our family could not have enjoyed the day. In addition to our genuine cowboy costumes, Santa Claus brought a bag mom new hand while dad got a tie. Christmas morning was wonderful!

The day however, was just beginning. After my brother and I were chased out of any outlaw or rogue might have crept into our house at night, greedily ate some apples, oranges and nuts Santa had dispersed in the tree. At that time these fruits were a delicacy enjoyed only on Christmas morning, and rarely was there any left for the next day.

It may seem that I am painting a picture of a poverty of the affected families, but on the contrary, we were a little richer that most of our neighbors. Only once was the simplest and most innocent with each gift important to us. Getting just a few articles appeared in Christmas to make the most precious gifts, if you can call a Roy Rogers cap gun and holster real pretty set.

When things started to settle small wrap and the document was packed and stowed in trash cans, tapes carefully stored in a box for next year, the mother began Christmas dinner. In the south, in then, lunch was dinner and dinner was supper. I still wonder why the terminology has changed, it must have been the Yankee influence.

Despite that the feast of Thanksgiving was only a month before Christmas dinner was always a little more spectacular, though only in the candy department. No was counting calories when I was a child, especially on Christmas Day. Besides the contribution of my mother, candy, my aunts always approached They brought with them ridiculous amounts of sweet delicacies, all of which can be eaten.

At the dinner of the house was filled with the aroma of ham, turkey, sweet potatoes and every kind of dish you can imagine. The Thanksgiving dinner was just a warm up for the main event. Christmas was when the family of those who had not seen since the funeral of Aunt Bertha came for dinner. This year was no exception!

Mom always made coconut cake and fruitcake. That was his specialty and even this would be his party in either of them. Not sure of the recipe, but she made her cake with real coconut. Remember his breaking the hard shell with a hammer, draining a glass of milk and curious coconut, she grated. No pre-packaged shredded coconut for her!
One hour before set the table, Aunt Vida arrived with his two chocolate cakes and fudge enough to feed Rhode Island. Aunt Helen balanced real chocolate cake German in one hand and a gallon of boiled cream in the other. These were in the center ring of our circus Christmas dinner.

While others brought food, were not in the same class as my mother's coconut cake and my two aunts cake of chocolate and German chocolate cake. Sometimes there is some controversy as to whose pudding boiling was the best. Nobody really won that argument!

Although none of us can turn back the clock, this is a time to remember those special moments the past. Maybe this year Christmas will be a great souvenir for one of our children. It's nice to think so.

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Holster Red

Holster Red