American Legacies Organization, Inc.

By  Anonymous

It was the night before Christmas, I hurried to go to the supermarket to buy the remaining gifts I didn't manage to buy earlier.
 

When I saw all the people there, I started to complain to myself: 'It is going to take forever here and I still have so many other places to go...Christmas really is getting more and more annoying every year. How I wish I could just lie down, go to sleep and only wake up after it...'
 

by Mary Erickson

Author of My Life Undercover,

www.BehlerPublications.com

By Sandy Williams Driver

December 23, 1834

By: Ex POW Robert M. Abrahamson

My brothers and I were all drafted into the United States Army. The oldest, Frederick, was in the first draft lottery drawn personally by President Franklin D. Roosevelt in 1940. The next year, Fred went on the first troop ship to England, the Queen Mary. Georges draft number followed and he was called to service in 1944. He left a wife and a 3-year old baby at home.

Contributed By Jennifer Thompson

When someone shares memories of their family and of times past, you can almost always count on stories from holidays, and often about Christmas. Of course, this is one of the happiest and most carefree time to gather; a feeling of peace and of cheer fill the air and our hearts.
 

Remembering Christmas At Mamaw’s

By Sandy Siple

When I started having grand-children ten years ago, I wanted to give them something special that no one could ever take away. The cherished memories of Christmas loved and shared at Grandmas.

By Jennifer Thompson

500 years ago - December 1503

December 14- Birthday of Nostradamus, [Michel de Nostre-Dam-us], French astrologist/prophet.

300 years ago - December 1703

December 30- Tokyo hit by Earthquake; about 37,000 die.

150 years ago - December 1853

Copyright Feb 1993, By: Sharon Romine

The lamp at the end of the couch casts a soft glow of light over Grandma's hands as she crochets. "Tiny," she says, "your loops must be very tiny." Looking at her neat chain of loops, then at mine, I felt like giving up, but once again, I tore them apart and started over.

I crocheted foot after foot of those tiny loops before she would teach me any other stitch. "You must have a good foundation before you start or you're just wasting your time," she'd say.

Grandma's Kitchen

In this issue I am paying tribute to my Grandmother. Lisa Redd has also written about her Grandmother. Our grandchildren can read these years from now. It will tell them something about the special women they never knew.

Merry Christmas Rita Redd

Loma Chadwick Redd

1906 to 1988

Smyrna, GA

Submitted by Jennifer Thompson

Good Ole Days Column Editor

Loren and Ruth Ahlrichs of Overland Park, Kansas, were very kind in sharing with me some of their Christmas memories and traditions passed down from their families.