Memory Monday – Christmas

pine-coneI remember living in South Carolina, where my sister was born. My Dad and I would take walks, and there were giant pine cones and Spanish Moss in the trees.I remember I found a cardboard arrow sign that said “Hot Dogs” on one side. I tried to write “Hot Dogs” on the other, but did it backwards. I didn’t understand what my parents meant when they said it was backwards, I though it was perfect, and here I was, writing before I could even write! But it was backwards, I drew the letters like the ink had soaked through the paper. I didn’t have the concept of writing in my head.

So one day, me and my Dad were out in the front yard on a warm South Carolina day, and I don’t know what we were doing, but my Dad said “You better be good, tomorrow’s Christmas”

I was completely surprised, I had no idea that Christmas was coming. Plus it was warm. You have to have cold and snow for a long time before you had to start thinking about Christmas. I remember thinking how out of touch I was to be unaware of Christmas the next day, and I remember thinking maybe my Dad was joking.

The next day I got that red bike from the post  couple days ago, with training wheels….

That was just about exactly 48 years ago today…. maybe 49…Damn.

It was kind of weird, celebrating Christmas AND Hanukkah all my life.

Below are my Tuesday NFL Football picks and the results, next weeks game, Redskins VS Dallas, will be the game of the year. I have friends going! C’mon WASHINGTON!!!

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0 responses to “Memory Monday – Christmas

  1. when my son started to write in kindergarten..he wrote it upside down and backwards..so Tom was Mot…lucky his teacher had just taken a class on dyslexia and worked with him and by the end of first grade he was cool..hate to wish this on you……….BUT I HOPE YOUR TEAM LOSES

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