Christmas Memories
Christmas memories make the best stories of Christmas. Here we share our collection of great memories that seems to grow a little more each year.

The Christmas Dress

By LeAnn R. Ralph From the time I was a very little girl, I had always loved to watch my big sister, Loretta, when she was sewing. So, one Sunday afternoon while she worked on the red velveteen jumper that was going to be my Christmas outfit,…

Learning the True Meaning of Christmas

By Karen Heinz Thinking back of all the Christmas's in my life I search deep to find one that would qualify to be my most memorable. Growing up we never had the Christmas mornings every child dreams of. Things were tough and there were some…

Christmas Baby

By Pat Veretto Clouds have a unique color when they're carrying snow over the Rockies. From the plains you can watch a snow storm wandering around the face of a mountain, slipping into the folds of valleys, running its fingers through the…

Our Anonymous Christmas Angel

By Stella Whitlock The weather in late December 1958 stayed chilly and gray, and once the other seminary students deserted campus for the holiday break, the maintenance staff turned down the heat. Our tiny married students’ apartment was…

My Christmas of 1947

By Salvatore Buttaci When I remember all the long-gone Christmases of my youth, one in particular stands out vividly in my memory. Oh, there were a few unforgettable ones, like in 1948 when I was seven and Santa brought me a red and black…

Jingle Bell

By Clare Moore "Clare, are you almost ready?" Mom said. My family and I were going to the church service on Christmas Eve. We go every year. I was so excited because we get to sing my favorite song, Silent Night, in church at the end of the…

Mrs. Christmas

By Susan Howe I didn't know it until the year she passed away, but my Grandmother held the secret of Christmas. As a child, we would drive the 30 minutes west to her small spanish-style home on a small park in San Diego, past dairy land…

Emily’s Highest Bough

By Charles Delaney The great window of the library’s Victorian-styled reading room overlooked the town center and served as the perfect backdrop for Mistletoe Memories. The Naugatuck Reader’s Theater holiday production was set to commence…

Ryan’s Prayer

By Beatrice Hayes-Klein I grew up in a home without Christmas or religion. My father was raised a Methodist and my mother was a practicing Catholic early in their marriage. Frequent house moves and a life filled with other priorities kind…

The Angel Twin

By Christina Vance It was small for an ornament, maybe a little more than 2 inches in length. Its ivory color made it blend with whatever the overall color-scheme was for the tree. It was always the last decoration put on the tree and my…
Somewhere in France
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Somewhere in France

He was a man -- that's all. A man like any other man. His story is one shared by many of the millions who fought in World War II. Fate intervened not once -- but twice -- to remove him from a train just before it left the station. In both cases…
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Christmas in the 1930s

By Tomm Larson "Grandpa, why is there an orange in my Christmas stocking?" "Cause when I was a little boy. . ." "You were a little boy? That must have been a loooong time ago." "It was, I was little way back in the thirties." "What's…