White #Christmas Memories #holiday

This year much of the country is having a warm streak for the holiday rather than a white Christmas, like the ones in my memories.

I was born and raised in Pittsburgh, PA, so I grew up thinking a white Christmas was normal. Pittsburgh isn’t exactly known for its temperate weather. As a kid I loved snow. I loved the way it looks when it falls from the sky, so fluffy and otherworldly. I loved playing in it, too, until my mom would come out and drag me inside to warm up. As much as I loved the snow, my parents hated it. Of course, I didn’t have to drive on the wet, slick streets or shovel the walk every time there was a new blanket of wet, white stuff, though I did help as I got older.

Little child playing in snow

This happy laughing child reminds me of my childhood.

My folks did everything they could to avoid a white Christmas, so we often piled into the car for the drive to Florida for the holidays. I learned to swim in a Miami pool one holiday.

Daytona Beach, Florida

Daytona Beach, Florida

One year we weren’t able to leave until Christmas day, for reasons I no longer recall. We got up very early and set off in the car. The fog was so thick, my dad could barely see. I remember riding with the window down, trying to keep the white line on the road in sight and telling him when he got too far away. Fortunately we drove out of the fog when we got on the turnpike and by evening we were somewhere in North Carolina. This was some years ago when almost nothing was open on Christmas. Needless to say, we were tired and very hungry and everything was closed. After finding a motel room, we drove around, looking for someplace to eat. Then we saw a lighted building, a White Castle that was open. That year Christmas dinner was hamburgers and french fries at the counter and we were very grateful for it!

White Castle logoWhen I was fourteen, we moved west to southern California and white Christmases became a thing of the past. California weather is funny. Late December is often warmer than November, and Christmas day can be warm and sunny. New Year’s Day is almost always sunny. (The Rose Parade founders in Pasadena knew what they were doing.) The closest snow may be a sprinkling of white on top of the local mountains, and depending on the weather, lots of people take advantage of the holidays to go skiing.

white chihuahua puppy

Mitzi looked much like this cute Chihuahua puppy

Another thing I love about Christmas is the piney scent of the Christmas tree. Mix in the smell of something sweet baking in the oven, and everything seems right with the world. Alas, the “real” tree disappeared when I was in college. My parents had acquired a Chihuahua puppy named Mitzi who had a fondness for pine needles. She would eat the needles that dropped off the deodar in the back yard and then throw up. That was the year my mom bought an artificial tree. She had no wish to spend the holidays cleaning up puppy puke!

Nowadays we’re bombarded with Christmas music wherever we go, to the point where I get tired of it. But then I remember playing carols on the piano (or organ) while my mother sang along in her lovely soprano. She’s gone now, as is my dad, but I remember those days with great fondness.

What is your favorite holiday memory?

Linda

2 thoughts on “White #Christmas Memories #holiday

  1. Thanks for sharing your happy memories! The weirdest Christmases for me were when I was living in Taiwan. December 25 was a national holiday for Constitution Day, but there was not much in the way of “Christmas spirit.” No non-stop Christmas carols, etc. I would get care packages from my family, but I was the only one among my house mates with presents, so they just looked on curiously. They did all their gift exchanges with family on Chinese New Year.

  2. Love the post, Linda! I remember driving from Chicago one Christmas Eve to spend Christmas with my family in St. Louis. While I drove, my then-fiance, now husband, was sleeping, and we had 3 dogs in the back. We hit a blizzard with whiteout conditions in central Illinois and a multi, multi-car pileup. Miraculously, I veered off on the shoulder, didn’t hit anyone and didn’t get hit by anyone!

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