We sat sleepy-eyed and waited in the glow of the tree. Mom came down the steps and quickly pointed out which gifts were for each of us. Dad would come down in his pajamas and a robe. We only saw him like this once a year.
The unwrapping of gifts lasted about twenty minutes. You would hear somebody cry out “Oh, just what I wanted!” Some toys would be broken within an hour, others would last for years. A breakfast including sticky buns, eggs, bacon and hotcakes. A roast of prime rib for dinner with mashed potatoes and rich brown gravy. These traditions were kept year after year, making for some unforgettable memories.