193 ~ Christmas Memories

By Kay Heitsch

I was a little girl in the 1950s.

At Christmas time, my Mom and I would drive to the city to look at the beautifully decorated store windows. I loved the animated figurines and all the Christmas decor.

One big department store had a train that circled the ceiling. When Mom wanted to shop, she put me on that train.

It was always cold and snowy, but somehow it didn't matter. When the window washer fluid would freeze up in the car, Mom would pull over, and I would throw snow on the window to clear it off.

Mom had a friend, Hazel, who came to our small town in the winter and worked at the hospital. She rented a room at a house several blocks from our home.

Mom and I often walked over to visit Hazel. On our walk, I remember seeing the tinsel Christmas trees in the windows with the colored wheels. I thought those were pretty cool.

Maybe a few of you can remember these same types of special memories.

Remember how I led you on this long journey. Deuteronomy 8:2