S: Harris Memories of Christmas' Past
BC: Merry Christmas 2011
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1: Home is where our story begins. Christmas was always a magical time at the Harris' home. While a Christmas Miracle on 34th Street was not to be, our memories of time spent together in the house that Dale built (and designed) live on with us still.
2: Dad was not known for a love of shopping, unless it involved toys, gadgets, or something electronic that would light up Curt and Bart's eyes on Christmas morning. Certainly, Pam, Janica, and Tricia were just as ecstatic with a Madam Alexander doll, Barbie, doll house, or new dress. We were convinced that at least one of us would get a pony with all the talk of going to see a man about a horse.
3: Christmas Eve typically consisted of a walk through Christmas Village around the Ogden City and County building, followed by a drive through the city to see all the Christmas lights. All of our friends were so impressed with our professionally decorated Christmas tree, designed by Don. But even more impressive was the tradition of getting up during th early hours of the morning to take a peak at what Santa had brought while most of our friends had to stay in bed until breakfast was ready.
5: For Pam, Christmas came earlier than for most as she was caught by mom unwrapping gifts, taking a quick peak, and re-wrapping them. Curt remembers fondly the new pair of Head skis he got when he was about 10 years old, bringing him up to date with the new technology of the day. Janica's most memorable gift was a purple Schwinn bike, complete with a banana seat and white wicker basket attached to the handle bars. Sweet! Like many families, we got to open just one gift on Christmas Eve to heighten the excitement. Of course, it was usually new pajamas, and if Bart could still fit in his Dallas Cowboy Christmas pajamas, we think he'd be wearing them today. Tricia remembers being blindfolded while trying on a pair of shoes -- the black and white oxfords so proudly worn in the photo to the left. Once we were finally able to coax mom and dad out of bed on Christmas morning, we'd head to Grandpa an Grandma Harris' house for breakfast.
7: Christmas changed drastically in the year 1982 when on Christmas Eve, dad was diagnosed with cancer. Not wanting to spoil Christmas for the family, he waited to share the sad news on Christmas night with surgery scheduled the following morning. Hard as it was, we lost dad that coming year and mom carried on valiantly, creating a new Christmas tradition for our family to treasure. From that point forward, Christmas Eve consisted of a visit to dad's grave to hang a wreath, share memories of dad, and offer a family prayer. We then headed back to mom's for a fabulous prime rib dinner, followed by a visit from...
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