My first memory is of Christmas. I believe it was when I was 18 months old wearing this dress and shoes. I must have been young, because I remember standing in my shiny black shoes on the wooden pew in the neighborhood church. I also remember this dress--it was always my favorite. It was a red plaid with white embroidered ruching.
The event was most likely the Christmas Eve service at the church. I dont remember the songs that night, but I do remember my favorite song was Little Drummer Boy. I loved singing pa rum pa pum pum. I also remember my mother standing in the front of the church singing O Holy Night, and The Holy City.
This photo was from Christmas Day, 1964 at grandpas and grandmas house. For as long as I can remember, we spent Christmas Eve with my mothers family and Christmas Day with my fathers. All of the aunts and uncles and cousins joined together to celebrate the birth of Jesus. Grandpa always read the Christmas Story in Luke, chapter 2. When he picked up the Bible to read, everyone was silent in reverence.
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