The memories of Christmas are special, because Christmas is special. It’s a time for family and the time-honored traditions that growing up on a farm or ranch bring. And even as an adult, it’s easy to get excited at Christmastime.
I remember as a kid the anticipation started just after Thanksgiving, when we would combine rabbit hunting excursions with scouting for a nice Christmas tree.
It was always cedar and had to be perfectly shaped. Failing that, it had to have at least one good side to face into the room. Finding a sprig of mistletoe and shooting it out of the top of a tree with a .22 rifle was a bonus.
We usually cut the tree and dragged it home the Saturday after school was out for Christmas break and decorated it that night. The lights were multi-colored; I don’t recall ever having a tree that was all white. We bedecked our tree with colorful strands of lights — red, blue, green, orange, and a few pale white ones.
Christmas shopping occurred in a nearby five-and-dime store. Things were affordable there, mostly. And the selection was quite varied — toys, books, handkerchiefs, and doilies. One-stop shopping.
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