That time of year

Dear Dan,

It’s Christmastime again. Everything makes me think of you. “The Christmas Story” is on; I think of you. “Mr. Magoo’s A Christmas Carol”; I think of you. Alister Sim “A Christmas Carol”; I think of you. “Hallelujah Chorus”; I think of you. Edmond Scientific, Christmas trees, Santa on a firetruck; I think of you.

You always loved Christmas. I would get depressed and you would be bouncing off the walls with excitement. I was so nervous about the choir concerts and you just couldn’t wait. I don’t know if you ever knew you were the reason I auditioned for the A Capella choir.

One year when I was in college, I wasn’t going to have a tree. I was so depressed, you bought a tree for me and brought it over because you thought it would make me feel better. It did! I think that was the sweetest thing you ever did for me. That’s saying a lot.

So wherever you are, know that I love you, Bro.

I miss you and I remember.

Merry Christmas

Dear Dan,

Merry Christmas bro! Of course I’ve been thinking of Christmases past. Mom and Dad used to go through Edmond Scientific’s catalog One year you got a oil refinery that pumped colored water through the parts. Very cool. Another year you got a bubbler that worked by the heat of your hand. I was never able to get that to work. There was also a thing you held in your hand, scuffed across a carpet then touched to a door knob and the bulb lit up from the static. Pretty soon you realized it worked by touching people too and you started zapping us.

A number of years ago the old family ornaments were divided among the three of us. I wonder what became of the ones you got. I hope they were sold in the estate. I would hate to think they were tossed. I would have liked to have had the one Mom made with your name on it. I also wonder about the stocking Mom made that had your name on it as well. Then I realize I have the most important things: the happy memories. The things themselves aren’t important.

I love you Danno.