Sunday, December 22, 2013
A Little Christmas Story
I can't remember whether it was Christmas Eve, but I was working on the last day the store would have been open before Christmas. We lived in Rome, about three miles south of Chillicothe, so my dad had taken me to work and had to pick me up afterwards. In those days, high school students didn't drive. The war was on--there was gas rationing and a shortage of tires. I did not drive until after I got married. I digress. It was either snowing or had snowed and it was dark. Dad parked by the side of the city hall just off Second Street which was Chilli's main thoroughfare. He walked the short distance to Ben's and then he and I went back to the car and headed for the gas station on Fourth Street. Dad got his gasoline and reached into his pocket for the money to pay for his purchase. He had put a twenty dollar bill in his pocket and it was not there. OMG - back in 1944 $20.00 was a whole lot of money!! Poor dad was just frantic. Back to the street by the city hall we drove. Wonder of wonders, there lying in the snow was the $20.00 bill! He had pulled it out of his pocket when he reached in to get his keys after picking me up. That moment is such a vivid memory - I have never forgotten how relieved my poor father was. My parents had gone through the depression and never did own their own home nor accumulate any wealth, but I look back at my childhood and my memories are ones of being loved, being cared for, and being carefree.
Will be off to Kansas tomorrow. We have been having bad weather for the past couple of days - hope it goes away. I haven't been out of the house since Thursday as it has been icey.
Again, Merry Christmas!! May your day be warm and filled with those you love. Hope Santa fills your stockings to overflowing with all kinds of good stuff - including fabric!