I was a kid/teenager through the 80’s. Family was important. Every holiday my parents, siblings and I would pack up in the freezing cold car (often times a 72 Ford with no heat) and after driving the streets of Philadelphia to look at Christmas lights, we would head on over to the Grams and Gramps.
Christmas Day was my Mom’s parents.
Christmas Day Night was my Dad’s parents.
My sis, bro and I made out well at each one.
Now, at my Gram Folo’s… we got things we needed. Like… socks. Individually wrapped pairs of socks. I was utterly cool with this because my Gram ‘Folo (mom’s mom) was my favorite grandmother. She gave me so much stuff all year-long. Excited was an understatement just to see her on Christmas Day and stuff myself with mountains of homemade peanut butter cookies, meatballs and pasketti.. you get the gist. There was family packing the place with loud Italian voices and beer. Lots of beer.
We left there (socks in tow) and headed to my other Gram’s. My dad’s mom. Gram Steelman.
That is where my sister and I (and my little bro – – much later) made out like bandits!
We received gifts like – – –
Barbie Dream House
Brook Shields Barbie Doll (yes!!)
Def Leppard – Pyromania
Ozzy Osbourne – Bark at the Moon
My sister and I also got to eat even more food. We got to eat ham, German potato salad, sauerkraut and beans. At my Gram Steelman’s .. my Grampop Steelman would set up this giant elaborate train set all through the living room and we would watch the trains go ’round and ’round for hours while Christmas Music played over the speakers in the parlor.
Really great memories that my family and I (all my grandparents have passed away) will talk about this Christmas and Christmas’s to come.
What are some wonderful Holiday Memories you have as a child?