My parents grew up in the Depression. Creature comforts were scare and probably never more so than during the Christmas season.
And that’s why it was a big deal in the 1930s when my Mom and Dad would get a box of “Clementines” tangerines and a bag of pistachios.
The years have gone by Christmastime is here again. My mom passed more than a decade ago and my Dad passed in April.
This is the first Christmas I will have without either parents. (Don’t be sad I’m old).
But it won’t be the last Christmas with Clementines and Pistachios!
copyright 2024 Christopher Donahue