Over the years, I think that the meaning of Christmas has changed. Many have gotten into spending large sums of money for presents, decorating houses with tons of lights and animated figures, and overeating.
We rely on Christmas for happy endings to life’s critical moments.
I’m thinking about December of our last year at my parent’s house on 54
th and South Winchester Avenue. I was five, old enough to store memories that I can summon today, but young enough then that I believed in a mysterious trinity of Santa Claus, the Jesus hanging on the wall above my parents’ bed and the man who used to stare from second story window of an apartment above Pearl’s Grocery at the end of the block. All three had beards.
The week before Christmas must have been rainy, or sleety, since my sister Rosemary, 6, and brother James, 8, and I were playing in the basement, instead of outside in sun or snow.
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