My best Christmas would have been in 1990. My husband and I had been married for three months, we were stationed at Fort Benning GA for jump school. It was our first Christmas together. We spent the day together doing all the things the newleweds do.
About two weeks later Saddam Hussein ignored the President’s warning to pull his troops fromKuwait and Desert Storm was activated.
It was my favorite time together and the beginning of so many more with my soul mate.

One of my best memories was when I was a little girl waking up Christmas morning. We used to travel out of state for holidays and this is the first one I remember waking in my own bed. I ran out in the living room and it seemed like there were presents everywhere. I remember oranges in my stocking and I got a Mickey Mouse dial phone that year- I still have it! The whole family was together all day long playing games and watching the parade on television.

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My favorite holiday memory is of the special Christmases spent at one of my Uncle’s cabins…from Tennessee to LA…anywhere in the South that he had a place! LOL! Everyone would come…my aunts would even post signs along the highway because my dad was known all around as the man who got lost too easily! We would stay up late at night, tell ghost stories, eat wonderful homemade foods, listen to music like “Just what makes that little old ant, think he can move a rubber tree plant…etc……cause he has high hopes…..etc” LOL! It was an amazing time back in those days, memorable times…and times that I have only a few pictures of now. I miss seeing my uncle dress up in sheets to scare us silly if we did not go to sleep on time…miss those canoe rides down the LA swamps…miss my brother, John, more than anything…but love that I do have those special memories of beautiful Christmases…long ago…
With a Smile, Linda-Reducer

Savannah, the party is sure going great. I have to sleep now b/c I work at 7 pm. till 7 am.
This memory is in the late 50′s to give you more perspective on the story. A week or so before Christmas in the evenings Mom would bring out her delicious homemade baking including fruit cake and Dad would get out the Christmas oranges and the little brown bags of candy. (The candy back then was in bulk and the grocer or you put in as much as you wanted and then he would weight it.) We as a family enjoyed the wonderful goodies. Mom’s White German Christmas cake was to do for. Dad would tell us kids to see who could peel their orange in one big peeling, no pieces allowed. This person was the winner. Also, the oranges most often had a small segment attached to a larger one and we were to find the piggy(this is what he called the small segment. There would be a race to see who had a piggy. What wonderful times and memories. I’d do most anything to have my parents back here on earth and alive.

I have said this before, but it is STILL my most cherished Christmas memory and also the most bittersweet (that’s not quite the word I want – SBM) memory.

Our son was in the Air Force, stationed in Weisbaden, Germany. He had only been stationed there a few months. He tried to obtain leave time for Christmas, but others with more seniority got their leave time.

He would have boarded a plane in Frankfort to come home – very possibly Pan AM flight 103.

Pan AM flight 103 blew up over Locherbee, Scotland because terrorists had placed a bomb on the plane in Frankfort.

John came home in January on leave and we had Christmas twice that year.

Each Christmas season we remember and pray for the families of those that were on flight 103.

As they say…….there but for the grace of God. What is meant to be, will be.

The holiday season never approaches but that we remember those unfortunate passengers.

The best X-mas day was About9are 10 years ago.I had order those furbees and got them in the mail at a time when people could not get them in the store and people where looking for them every where .so when my neice open the presents on christmas day thay where so exsided to get one each at a time when thay did not thick thay would get what thay ask for.because the stores where all out off stock.
from stacey

One of my best Christmas memory is my first one with my husband. We were married on December 22nd 1973. Our first Christmas together was so special. We were snowed in but it didn’t bother us.LOL
Debby

There are so many. The year my gramma turned 100 my brother and his daughter were here from CA, my sister and her twins were there too. We all went to the Family Christmas party and celebration of my gramma’s b’day. Nearly all my cousins were there. Instead of our usual 100-150 people there were over 300. Not every one was family since there are people in the county who aren’t relatives but most everyone there was a relative of some sort. All my mom’s living siblings were there. There were walls of pictures up of my gramma’s life, all 11 kids, the 50 grandkids and even some of the 80 great-grandkids. The pictures were all older. I think the newest was taken when I was around 13, my grandparents 50th anniversary party. We looked at pictures and tried to figure out who the kids were. It was the most relatives that had gotten together in one place since I was a teen. It was the last time I saw my brother and his daughter; I haven’t seen his son yet.
Even most of the few family members who live too far to come every year were there. It was the most fun and well attended Christmas Party since my grandmother got too old to do it herself. My grandparents did it at home until they were in their late 70s. Now we do it at the Elks club and everyone has something they are in charge of cooking. In spite my grandpa being gone this was the first Christmas that felt like those Christmases I grew up with. 100 miles through snowy mountains to the warmth of a huge family Christmas. Illness and the weather will keep us from going this year to even the smaller celebration we have most years. Though I expect most people won’t think that even the low of 125 people is small.

Gina

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when i was 11 i got a bike but because i had probs i couldnt ride a 2 wheeled bike

all the neighbours took it in turns to help me learn to ride it it was the best xmas ever

My favourite Christmas memory is not Christmas-y at all. It was in the BC (before children) era when the house felt too quiet and too lonely for us to want to celebrate Christmas there. So, being a DINKY couple (Double Income No Kids Yet), we travelled to exotic places come every holiday season.

So, on December 25, 2000, we found ourselves on Norfolk Island (3 hours’ flight from Australia and New Zealand). There was no passport control on arrival, our rental car was waiting for us outside the airport WITH KEYS in the ignition and nobody minding it….

Two hours later, we were scuba diving in the soup-warm ocean. We could hardly move for all the fish that came to greet us. It was like trying to move through fish soup. I literally had to move the fish away with my hands. A totally awesome experience!

Eve Summers
author of A Slave Of My Own Desire

One of my best memories is the last Christmas my husband was with us.He had cancer and died Jan.2. We talked and sang and celebrated.That was a special Christmas to all of us.It taught us what Christmas was about.

CONGRATS to Gina for winning the contest….

In the spirit of the holidays I decided to pick one more winner…So the other winner is Debra , you are the winner of a paperback book…Huge congrats