But these are mere tokens of Christmas, shades, suggestions, hints. They are fake storefronts, window dressing, stage props to the Charles Dickens' Spirits of Christmas Future, Present and Past. How terrifying did the Spectre of the future appear to youngsters like me! How filled with melancholy and regret the Spirit of Christmas present compared to the wholesome, uncomplicated anticipation and happiness that was my experience! And how nebulous and evanescent the Ghost of the Past, illustrating perhaps how fleeting human happiness is.
Or, maybe, the Ghosts of Christmases past are only wraiths because our memories are as unreliable and impermanent as Polaroids, the images fading nearly as soon as they appear. As we resurrect our Christmases past, we people our world with loved ones long gone, with steaming kitchens and fragrant evergreens, with beloved carols and pealing bells, with fireplaces and frost, with treasured toys, games, pets, and other perishables. Come with me for a brief visit from the gentle ghost of Christmas past....
|Classic Christmas Sweatshirt|
|Merriment...and a ladybug retainer|
|more cookies, more laughter|
|just one of many classic hats|
|At Grandma and Grandpa Hurst's..hi tech|
|Grandpa, Ben, 1986|
|the Pound Puppy Christmas|
|Back yard Christmas 1986|
|Gingerbread guys and gals|
|Ninja Turtle exhaustion|
|Turkey at Redbarn|
|Super sledding 1991|