By Susan M. Thigpen © 1983-2012
Issue: December, 1983
Do you remember your first bicycle? My first and only one was brought by Santa and I bet many of you got your first the same way.
Do you remember sneaking up in the middle of the night, trying not to make any noise, to see if Santa had been there yet?
Do you remember setting out a treat for Santa before going to bed? Then on Christmas morning finding the plate with crumbs left in it as proof positive he had been there.
Do you remember big family get togethers at Christmas? I’d be willing to bet that yours, like mine, were at Grandma’s house.
The favorite of a lot of people I’ve talked to about Christmas memories were raisins dried on the stem, still in the bunches they grew in.