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This was to be the first Christmas without being with my daddy.
I never spent another Christmas with him...
but I DID spend time with him every summer until I married.
I'll never forget the gifts he sent me....in the mail.
I wasn't used to THAT ! ...
...but having the wise and very sweet mother that I had,
she made it a fun time for a little girl of 7...
She took me to the big post office downtown and helped me carry 3 boxes...
and they were ALL for me !....and ALL from my daddy.
When we got home, we took off all the brown mailing paper
and my dad had wrapped each gift in brightly colored paper..without bows.
Mother found 3 pretty bows, put them on the packages and let me place each one
under our pretty little Christmas tree.
Christmas morning, Santa came and I also had the 3 gifts from Dad..
The year was 1944...candy and gum were hard to get at that time...a time of WW2.
When I opened one present, it was a WHOLE box of JUICY FRUIT chewing gum...
I was stunned...A WHOLE BOX !
I just couldn't believe it...
Here the government was sending all the sugar they could get together and sending it overseas..and I was sitting here with a WHOLE box of candy....o, my!
Such a Christmas gift has not left such an impression on me as this one has.
The third gift was a beautiful little Mexican senorita doll...
I still have the doll and would have taken a photo of her but she's in a trunk
in our attic and too hard to get down.
they each made that first HARD Christmas more of a GOOD memory than a BAD one.
They both were very wise in their way of handling such a traumatic time in my life...I never,
Thankful to the both of them !
Sooo, my Christmas memory, that is as strong right now as ever,
IS A BLESSED ONE....