December 24, 2024
The first Christmas of our marriage had an “O Henry Tale” ring about it. We unwrapped our Christmas presents to each other, hit by a sense of shock and awe...
The first Christmas of our marriage had an “O Henry Tale” ring about it. We unwrapped our Christmas presents to each other, hit by a sense of shock and awe...
At Christmas, there is no difference between past, present and future. Time merges together. And that’s a melancholy feeling. My stepfather was forever scarred by a toy he never got....
Years and days blend like ingredients in a cake. Who knows when something happened in the 1950s? To our grandchildren, it’s like prehistoric times, when dinosaurs roamed Cape May County....
It’s not about the presents,Underneath the Christmas tree.Nor the tinsel or the bows,Or the largely overdrawn fees. It’s not about old Santa Claus,Or pulling a one horse sleigh.It’s not about...
An unexpected holiday tradition cut its way into my family in 1978. That was the year that my grandmother shared our Christmas knife with my mother. Yes. A designated-veteran knife...
Make new friends, but keep the old, one is silver, the other is gold. This concept is no secret to most of us. Such are the friends at one Christmas...
