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Date Posted: Tuesday, November 25, 11:04:44am
Author: AurraSing
Author Host/IP: d154-20-59-35.bchsia.telus.net / 154.20.59.35
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It's the holiday season.

While we're having rain showers here instead of snow, the store I work at is in full Christmas mode and I noticed on Friday that the music selection has been switched to holiday tunes throughout the store. (I have my own radio in my office as I told my boss when they were wiring the new sections that I prefer silence or something very low, in my case it's CBC2 at a level a little higher than a whisper most days)

But while I have lost the fun in shopping for Christmas (we looked around at the big mall in Nanaimo on Sunday; the only purchase was when we headed over to a nearby pet store and bought some cheap toys for the dogs), I still have some things I enjoy, like having the kids together over Christmas, the food and the laughter.

I was standing in the kitchen just now and had a flashback to one of my favourite holiday moments. One that has nothing to do with presents or family but was an oddly enjoyable experience nonetheless.

Back when we were living in Fernie, the family that owned the hotel I worked at also owned a large old building they had converted to an upscale restaurant. Lack of a good chef led them to only open it seasonally and since the Christmas season is the busiest of all in a ski resort town, they were going to open it up soon. They asked me if I would be willing to give it a good once over before the place opened; I thought it would be a good way to earn a little extra money for the holidays. I packed a lunch, loaded up my iPod with hours of Christmas tunes and headed over. So there I was for most of one very snowy Saturday, all by myself in this beautiful old place , listening to my music and stopping every once and a while to watch shoppers and tourists as they walked the streets of our beautiful little town. Maybe it was the music, maybe it was the peacefulness of it all but it's a good memory of a time and a place that really makes me happy.

Anyone else have a slightly left-of-center holiday memory they would like to share??

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[> The only thing that stands out.... -- Lij, Tuesday, November 25, 08:58:11pm (adsl-108-67-95-62.dsl.bltnin.sbcglobal.net/108.67.95.62)

Was the year that dad and I went hunting down on the river for ducks & geese (or rabbits, we didn't care) on the day after Thanksgiving and things went bad rather quick with the pickup.

We were 'deep' in the river bottoms on our Savoree Bend. Somehow the electric system went kerfluey even before we started the hunt. Dad tried jumping the battery around the solenoid switch to start the pickup and instead managed to cause the battery to blow up in his face. I had to lead him down to the river and wash his eyes out. As it was the heavy jacket he was wearing eventually shredded out from the battery acid.

Somehow we got lucky and dad's cousin Clem came back on the Bend. Since dad ran a construction business we always had either chains or cable in the pickup. We hooked up a cable to our pickup and Clem's. He managed to pull us up over the levee and when we got on the more straight and level farm roads inside the levee they got the pickup up to a high enough speed that when they popped it into gear it managed to start the engine. We drove the old Ford home even though the top of the batter was blown off.

For some reason that's the main holiday story that always stands out for me. I think because it showed to me both the strength and the vulnerability of my father.

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[> [> Scary but thanks for sharing. -- AS, Wednesday, November 26, 02:32:50pm (out-ab-213.wireless.telus.com/209.91.107.213)

Your dad sounds great, I wish mine had been a little more handy that way. Things could have been a lot worse as far as the eyes go, he was lucky you were there for him.

*hugs*

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