Listening to A Charlie Brown Christmas by Vince Guaraldi takes me back to my 1950’s, free range childhood. We rode our bikes for miles around the neighborhoods because we knew who lived there and usually the moms were at home. Everyone baked Christmas cookies and we sampled them at every house. The excitement of the holidays kept building with stacks of cards coming in the mail and family dropping off presents placed under the real tree. The candlelight service on Christmas Eve was the climax and opening presents early the next morning was a fitting denouement.
Recreating the absolute peace and security of those Christmases with my own children has been hard because the story has changed. They can no longer roam freely and we don’t know all of our neighbors. However, we still have Vince G., and new traditions which include lots of cookies.