Christmas Memories My family was not well to do, but my mother always tried to see that we had a good Christmas. Things were not always easy in Cave City, Kentucky in the late 40's. We did not always get everything we wanted, but we had enough. One Christmas, I wanted a bicycle. I knew my mother would not have enough to get me a new bike, so I didn't mention it. I was about eight years old, and I had been trying to ride my sister's bike which she rode back and forth to the Wigwams to work every day. But it was a full size boy's bike and I was not nearly tall enough to ride on it correctly. So I would put my leg through under the crossbar, and try to ride it sideways. Then my sister had gotten married, and I didn't have her bike to ride any more. On Christmas Eve, my sister and her husband, Alice and Dan Lee, spent the night at our house. On Christmas morning, we ran downstairs and saw all our presents. I had no bike, but I was happy with what I had. Then my sister and the rest of the family took me out to the front porch. There on the porch was a girl's bike for me, that I could ride without putting my leg through the crossbar!!! I jumped straight up from the floor to my sister's arms. She had taken her hard earned money and paid $5.00 for a second hand bicycle for me. The sparkle in my eyes made that bike shine like brand new. That is one Christmas that Santa made such a special visit to Cave City that after nearly sixty years, it has still not been forgotten. Donna Reynolds DiPesa Sorry. It didn't attach. Here it is. > Attached is my CHRISTMAS MEMORIES contribution . > > Thanx. Donna Reynolds DiPesa > > ------------------------------- > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to > SOUTH-CENTRAL-KENTUCKY-request@rootsweb.com with the word 'unsubscribe' > without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message