I’m dreaming of a white Christmas. Doesn’t it seem like it snowed more when we were kids? Now we see snow and think about the drudgery of shoveling, freezing our fingers and toes, and treacherous driving. But as kids we celebrated the snowfall by building a snowman and throwing snowballs from behind the walls of our snow fort. And who would complain about a day off from school?
A toy piano and a tricycle under the Christmas tree for me. Note the ancient artifact on the left. Yes, that’s how we watched television in 1960. The picture was black and white and it carried seven channels via an antenna. Sometimes the picture was full of electronic noise and static we used to call “snow”.
A Ferris wheel, gas station, ukulele, and lots of toy trucks. Santa brought some pretty nice toys for the boys! I can’t help notice the décor. I guess my aunt was a fan of florals.
My dad was an ultimate do-it-yourself guy. In the house we grew up in, he built the garage, enclosed the patio, installed central air-conditioning, and repaired just about every appliance and piece of mechanical equipment at least once. Handy dad made this ice skating rink in our backyard for winter fun and entertainment.
It’s noisy, crowded, and crazy, but Christmas in New York City should be on every traveler’s bucket list. The Radio City Christmas Show with the Rockettes and the Rockefeller Center Christmas tree are a holiday tourist’s must-do.
21st century Christmas at home. Tree trimmed, gifts wrapped, and time to watch the deer lazing in the winter sunshine.
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