No white Christmas this year, but I remember one not so long ago.
We were blessed with a picturesque snowfall on the morning of Dec. 24 one year not so long ago. The kind that makes one think of Irving Berlin’s “White Christmas.” It depends on your point of view, of course, whether or not you think we were blessed. You might have been waiting for a plane or you may have been at the working end of a snow shovel or plow. That would greatly diminish your thrill.
It was beautiful, however, as I pictured angels in heaven, sifting flour from a giant sifter, making cookies for us mortals.
I thought about Bob Hope traveling millions of miles as he entertained our troops overseas during WWII. He often brought celebrities along. Pardon me as I momentarily digress. It’s that kind of morning, as I gazed out my window, watching the picturesque picture unfolding, turning the world into a Winter Wonderland,.
Marilyn Monroe once accompanied him. She related her experience to her then husband, Joe DiMaggio, saying, “Joe you can’t imagine what a thrill it was to hear 50,000 people cheering for you.”
I’m sure you get the irony of her statement as he was no stranger to cheering crowds himself.
I reminisced about another Christmas Eve when I walked to church with one of my 3 brothers who had just returned from military service.
There was little traffic and all was peaceful and serene as we walked through the pristine snow, unmarred by car traffic or footsteps. Church bells where ringing all over in our small town and all was peaceful and quiet.
I often wonder why we always expect a white Christmas. I don’t believe there was snow in Bethlehem on that epic night as shepherds watched over their grazing sheep.
Artists depicting Mary and Joseph on their way to Bethlehem do not show snow anywhere. Is it just us northerners who think it’s not Christmas without a blanket of snow?
Snow does promote shopping as it puts one in the mood to shop. Church bells weren’t the only things ringing in days of old. (This will indicate my age.) But cash registers no longer ring as they once did. It’s a silent electronic transaction now as we hand over a credit card
I hope you enjoyed Christmas without snow as I did.
Happy New Year.