Christmas Memories

I have many happy Christmas memories as a kid. Whether it be the tree we had that lost all the needles, the time I opened up someone else's present at Grandma and PaPa's, the trip we took with Dad's broken leg, going to the Officers Club for lunch (there was shrimp!), or the time Mom gave me some underwear (wrapped around a Nintendo game I wanted), it was always a happy time of the year for me and my sisters.


My favorite childhood Christmas memory was in 1983, I think. I don't remember much. I got up at 4 a.m. ready to open presents. After Mom and Dad told me to go back to bed, I waited in my room for a couple of hours. After finally opening presents, the house was full of toys!

Merry Christmas everyone!

P.S. Yes, I know I used to be a cute boy. Not sure what happened.