Christmas memories

         My earliest Christmas memories are of short dresses, Mary Janes and my Daddy.

I still have my Angel stocking!

As we got older, on Christmas eve, my dad would take my brother and I out for a drive to see the lights and for hot chocolate while ‘Mrs. Claus’ put out the presents.

  My dad loved decorating and entertaining and holy cow- could that man wrap presents!

Playing at the Stanley Hotel, Estes Park, Co.

  They were perfect. All the creases exactly straight, the tape never showed, all be-ribboned and labled (except the year after we got into them…)
    My daddy has since passed away, but the memories are the best!

~Merry Christmas~



Posted on December 24, 2013, in Christmas, Mary Janes, memories, presents. Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.

  1. Today my son came over..but he said the Christmas is just another day… but I almost cried when he said “It's just not the same without Grandpa”

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