I was traveling through my old neighborhood, the last Christmas season and, as I sat on the old street where I had grown up, memories began to flood my mind.
Now I do realize Holidays were probably the same as anywhere else. However, in this corner of the Universe, they were very special, magical, and romantic.
My Family lived just moments from our favorite hill for sled riding. I remember that smell of hot cocoa from the vendor, the sounds of Christmas carols playing on the old 45's. Our favorite slope (we were lucky to have three) was the one leading down to the creek and if you did n…
