Sharon Crisp
Mount Vista Neighborhood
My Christmas memory doesn’t include gifts, good food or visits with cousins, although they did likely occur.
I remember Christmas Eve when I was four. World War II […]
By Mary Sicilia
Felida
When I was eight, my parents began running a boarding house in Duluth, Minn. It was my mom, dad, me and nine “guys” for Christmas Eve and every […]
Wanita L. Gray
Smith Tower
I didn’t know we were poor when I was little because Mama never told me we were. We lived on welfare and Mama’s dressmaking.
I always had 10 […]
Helena (Hotvedt) Snyder
Washougal
When my parents and older brother were released from Japanese concentration camps during World War II, they were sent to Australia, where I was born in 1946.
They waited […]
Marlice A. Bryant
Truman neighborhood
Having been invited to a gingerbread house decorating party, I decided to put together a sweet little 6-by-6-inch house in the 20 minutes before running an errand.
The […]
Roberta Marchand
The Heights neighborhood
My husband and I told our children that sometimes Santa came to visit good little children in person when they were very good.
It was […]
Carol Monroe
Battle Ground
On Thanksgiving day, we always got a 20-dollar bill from Grandma to purchase our tickets at the Frederick & Nelson department store in Seattle for breakfast with Santa […]
Suzy Correa
Prune Hill – Columbia Summit
I wanted to have a picture-perfect American holiday the first year my soon-to-be German son-in-law came to our house for Christmas.
But I’ve never claimed […]
Jennifer Tyger
Camas
According to answers.yahoo.com, perfect means something that is as good as it could possibly be.
Every year my husband and I ask each other if this is the year […]
Tawnya Melton Mueller
Battle Ground
Many years ago when my mom started a new Christmas Eve tradition, I don’t think she realized the forever gift she was giving to our family.
It […]
