A date that will live in infamy
I remember some things about childhood so clearly. There are lots of holes, too. When I think of childhood and Christmas time and what that sounded like, I remember the album Disco Noel and the song "Silver Bells." Linda, Alias, and I would listen to Disco Noel while we decorated the Christmas tree. Linda would order Pizza Hut and we'd bop around the living room to the disco renditions of Christmas carols while we decorated our big tree. I had it pretty easy - I didn't have to mess with getting the tree in the stand, nor did I have to bother with arranging the lights. I just got to hang some ornaments - the ceramic bear with the purple tutu (I painted that one), the Dixie cup turned Christmas bell (that Alias made in preschool), the glass reindeer (a gift from one of Linda's students). And then there was "Silver Bells." I can remember sitting cross-legged on my bed and looking out into the living room that was decorated while I listened to my record that had "Silver Bells." I think that "Silver Bells" was my first favorite Christmas song.