Our Family's Christmases, Part 4
Remembrances of my childhood...
The story of a baby...
No memory of any past Christmas would be complete without mention of music, the universal language of all seasons that enriches our lives with warmth and tenderness regardless of mood or circumstance. From the early school musicals and plays of our childhood, our churches Advent and seasonal presentations to our local ballet and orchestra performances, the message of peace on earth, goodwill to all men goes forth each year to a lost and dying world. The story of a baby, born unto a simple people and raised with a singleness of heart, a message of hope and salvation to all. The world has never gotten over that little baby’s birth, and after two thousand years we still celebrate with songs and plays and remembrances and honor of that first Christmas so many years ago.
Do/Did you participate in Christmas musicals or dramas?
A hillbilly cowboy as a child
I can always remember singing at Christmas time. From the simple songs we learned as children like Oh Little Town of Bethlehem or Away, In a Manger these have continued through the years to bless the hearts of all who hear. Oh, there have been new variations and even a new song or two, but I don’t think anything can compare to the old carols and hymns that we’ve all grown to love and revere at Christmas. Besides the carols that I learned at church I remember my dad teaching me All I Want for Christmas Is My Two Front Teeth and I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus also Frosty the Snowman. Since I thought of myself as a hillbilly cowboy as a child, my idol Gene Autry came out with Rudolph the Red Nose Reindeer Some things don’t change—these are the traditional songs that have withstood the test of time. My first Christmas solo was O Come, O Come Emmanuel which I sang in 1962 at Blountville High School and a few weeks ago at church the congregation sang all four verses and guess what - I still remembered the words after all this time, amazing.
Sleigh bells ring, are you list'nin...
What about the love songs of the season. I’m speaking of the old songs we’ve all grown to love and Christmas would just not be the same without them. You know, like I’m dreaming of a White Christmas, then there’s Blue Christmas, Winter Wonderland or even The Most Wonderful Time of the Year, and can you image Christmas without – "Chestnuts Roasting on an open fire, Jack Frost nipping at your nose…” Yes, Christmas is a most joyous holiday season, bringing families together often from many miles apart, good food and families re-uniting, presents and families celebrating the last major holiday of the year, many not even realizing the significance of the holiday’s name and what the holiday commemorates to a large portion of the world’s population. Atheist have tried to take the ‘Christ’ out of Christmas by calling it Xmas or even this year trying to change the wording of Christmas parades and gatherings to Holiday events; but to those of us who hold this holiday dear with reverence and awe at the way the Creator of the universe chose to send His only son to this earth making a way for even the vilest offender to spend all eternity with Him in heaven still amazes me. And like the theme song in this year’s pageant at church said, “A Baby Changes Everything.”