Our Family's Christmases, Part 3
Remembrances of my childhood...
Remember in parts 1 & 2 I mentioned the decorations, the preparations and the feeding of all the family and guest, so in this part I want to tell about the fun we kids enjoyed playing up until the big day and beyond. Of course we all hoped for a white Christmas each year and sometimes we got our wish; at least a few times it snowed before the family that was out of town got there. Either way we boys knew what to do when it snowed. We had one little sled at first, but there were times when we all (I’m speaking only of the boys here)would pile three high on that ole sled and fly down the road in front of our house trying to make the corner going down the side street to lengthen the run to a full two blocks. More often than not we would be unable to make the sharp ninety degree corner but rather piled up in the snow or the hedge next door at Ms Bronson’s house on the corner. We would laugh to no end and then pull the sled to the top of the hill and start all over.
Did you have a special place to sleigh ride as a child?
the police would rope off 24th Street...
Now I was confined, because of my tender age, to the streets in front and to the side of the house or the big hill behind the school, but Jim and Jack could go anywhere in town to sleigh ride. Of course the deciding factor was how far did they want to walk, because that was the only way to get around during the big snows. Sometimes the police would rope off 24th Street for sleigh riding during the bigher snows because the traffic couldn’t make it up the big hills without chains. Some neighbors, the Wallings that lived on the corner of 24th and Anderson Street had a big bob sleigh and some years would ride it down the 24th Street hill if the snows were deep enough, but they had to use a jeep to pull it back up to the top each time. Sometimes one of the kid’s dad would donate an old tire so that a big bon fire could be built at the top of the hill and after the long ride down; then the climb back up the hill that bon fire sure felt good on those cold winter nights.
my favorite sleigh ride of all
My brothers told me of a new ride that they had made out behind the school and told mom they would watch over me real good so mom let me go with them. I couldn’t believe it the first time I saw what they were doing. The snow had covered the concrete steps behind the school and the sleigh run was right down those two flights of steps across the street that runs in front of the house and all the way down 22nd Street hill. It seems like it would be a bumpy ride but it wasn’t. In fact it was rather smooth until you got to the bottom of the first flight of steps and the sidewalk straightened out, but by that time you were going too fast to back out, you were already committed to the full ride. After you went down the second flight of steps and leveled out you almost jumped the road at the bottom of the hill before streaking down the 22nd street hill. That trip down those steps became my favorite sleigh ride of all and after nearly sixty years I can still remember the excitement of a little boy as he rode his sled during the holiday snows of his childhood.
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