It’s 9 days until Christmas. I had a birthday a few days ago. I reminded me when I was little and was waiting for Santa Clause to come. One present that I received for Christmas was a Magnus Chord organ. I played music on it for years. I kept it all this time and lost it in the flood in August. I don’t know how I feel about that or that I won’t express my feelings about it. I can remember a Prince Valiant sword and armour set, I received one Christmas. There was also a pair of pistols in a black leather holster set. I would play cowboys and Indians with my brothers. It was from an old TV show called Have gun will travel. I remember all the Christmas dinners at mommy’s. The whole family would be there. We were 8 boys. My mom and her 2 sisters had only boys. So, we went outside and played football or baseball. My grandfather wanted a baseball team. My cousin, John, died when he was just a few months old. So, there would have been 9 boys or granddaddy’s baseball team. Granddaddy didn’t live long enough to see us grow up. I think the only boy that didn’t play sports was my youngest brother. 2 of my cousins are high school coaches. We all played football, though I opted for tennis and track. When we started bringing our girlfriends to Christmas dinner, there wasn’t much space in the house. When our children became part of the celebration, the house became too small. So, we started coming in shifts, but we still ate together. So, I’ll be home for Christmas, if only in my dreams. Make memories that will carry you for a lifetime. Jeg ønsker dig en glædelig jul og et Godt Nytår.
Joseph1637/Crain Blanchard 