when i was young, my family would always have a huge christmas eve dinner, italian style, with tons of seafood. when i was 4 i remember waking up in the middle of the night to see my dad being rolled out on a stretcher; he had gotten food poisoning from the scallops. most memorable--Dad (while on stretcher): "I think I just crapped my pants." I found out Santa wasn't real that Christmas, LOL!
2006-11-28 13:31:48
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answered by I'm so crafty, I make people 5
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I remember when I was about 7 I really wanted a Patty Play Pal doll and so did my sister a year older. On Christmas morning, we ran downstairs and our lifesized dolls were standing next to each other under the tree.....I'd never seen a doll that was bigger than about 2 feet, and these were brand new, about 4 feet tall, ...it was the only thing I had eyes for. Years later, my sister was only weeks away from dying, and we all got together at my mother's for Christmas. This was memorable in a different way, because I remember how hard it was to stay cheery and that I would need to leave the house and go outside into the cold "to get wood for the fire" so that my bright eyes would be attributed to going out in the chilly cold, not to crying because I told myself I would not make it harder on her by crying in front of her on Chrismas day. So, one fun memory with her....and one I remember more strongly...but much sadder. Memorable in a different way.
2006-11-28 22:00:46
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answered by lotsaanswers 3
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well it was six years ago this year...my husband was having radiation and chemo therapy. Lung cancer hit him hard. He wasnt able to drive at that time. I was in a hospital two hours away having a triple bipass. So neither of us could be together. My children were an hour away from me. Except for my youngest. Hes in the navy and was over seas. The Saturday before Christmas that year, I remember it was two days after my surgery, waking up and seeing my husband sitting in a wheel chair and my children all standing by my bed. My son was able to come home for my operation. I had no idea he was coming. I was able to go home just before Christmas. NO presents that year. Which was fine with us. We had what was left of his life and my family was there. We had a thankful Christmas. One that was truley appreciated by all of us. So wrapping and bows is nice but the memory I have is the best gift I could ever ask for. Thank you for asking that question. I hope you have a wonderful Holiday season.
2006-11-28 23:03:19
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answered by zsaffireblue2003 4
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Czechoslovakia
2006-11-28 21:41:06
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answered by Anonymous
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