Christmas Memories ~ Day 5
Hard pressed for money to buy a Christmas tree a year after our Father's death left 5 kids under the age of 18, pretty darn sad to say the least. Mama gently, well as gently as she could, told us that it was just one of those things that we wouldn't be having this year. And in some terms it was sad but in other terms, we just accepted it as the nature of things.
As Christmas Eve drew close the reality really sank in and as we ate our dinner of Mama's favorite, oyster stew, it seemed awful quiet around the table. When a knock at the door surprised everyone. The house was only one on the street so if a car drove in the driveway, most anyone would hear it or at least see the headlights. This evening, however, it was a surprised.
When Mama opened the door a loud Ho Ho was heard throughout the house. There stood if you remember "Lawrence", well it wasn't him, but one of his brothers who not only was the Chief of Police but also an active member of the Kiwanis Club.
There they were 2 guys with rosy cheeks from the cold standing at the door with a small "Charley Brown" tree and an armload of packages for the little ones who were my young brother and me. We were overjoyed and very grateful when Leonard said, "We met Santa down the street and he asked us to deliver these to your house. The Spirit of Christmas came to our house one cold snowy Christmas day in the early 50's to a little house in North Dakota.