My dear Son, I remember your first first joke that you told Levi. You were four years old. You were in preschool in Big lake Alaska. You came home one day all excited and said, “Mom I know a joke, want to here it?”
Q. “Why did the elephant stand on the marshmallow?”
A. “Because he didn’t want to fall in the hot chocolate.”
Everyone started laughing
out loud *~`•°**~`°•
You told that joke to everyone! You made everyone laugh!
I miss you…
I cannot wait to see your beautiful, smiling face again, my precious Son.❣️
Her stories, and, the magic and wonder that she created when I was a child.
It was a winter Christmas night in Buffalo New York in 1963. My oldest sister, Mary was going Christmas shopping and I asked her if I could go because I had never been out after dark, especially at Christmas time. I was just 7yrs old. Needless to say, she allowed me to go and I must say; it was one of the most beautiful Christmas experiences that I ever had.
We only lived a few blocks away from the gigantic department stores, one was called Hens and Kelly’s, I believe that was the name.
It was snowing and as we approached the bright lights of the city, my eyes must have been as big as quarters! I just couldn’t believe how beautiful and magical everything felt! There were Christmas lights of every color and size dangling from the street signs, the buildings, and every department store window. There were decorated Christmas trees, bells ringing, carolers singing, and Christmas music playing in every store. I just couldn’t believe my eyes! Then we went into Hen’s-n-Kellys department store and, my sister asked me if I wanted to go see Santa, and of course I did.
I told Santa what I wanted for Christmas and he gave me a hug and a candy cane. It was great! Then, we were off to the next store. We passed a police man who was walking the beat, he nodded and said, Merry Christmas! He was so kind. Next, we happen to pass another Santa from the salvation army. He was so happy and jolly and he said, “Merry Christmas, ho ho ho” as he shook his bell with gladness! There was so much love in the air.
Then, it occurred to me that, I had just sat on Santa’s lap in the last store. I mentioned it to my sister and, I told her that it’s impossible to have two Santa’s and now, I’m not sure if I believe in Santa anymore. She said, “no sweetheart, there’s not two Santa’s but, only one.” She continued. Do you see those raindeer over there? Well, they fly from store to store so, that Santa can be everywhere and see all the children. I was like, “wow, really!” I remember thinking, how amazing that was and, to this day, I believe that was the best Christmas ever! The Spirit of Christmas was everywhere! I never told her how much that meant to me as a child. So, now I want to thank you sister for making my Christmas dreams come true in Buffalo New York, 1963.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY! MAY ALL YOUR WISHES AND DREAMS COME TRUE. JESUS LOVES YOU AND I DO TOO.
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