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Date Posted: Thu, December 25 2014, 9:03:36
Author: Don Poss
Author Host/IP: cpe-142-136-156-153.socal.res.rr.com / 142.136.156.153
Subject: Christmas Day 1965

Subject: Christmas Day 1965

Christmas Day 1965
(c) 2014, by Don Poss

Two thousand and more Christmases
have passed, and round the world Christians
pause to consider its meaning.

As a boy, Christmas was presents
and family and great food, and Silent Night.
A happy time; even joyous.

As a young man, Christmas was away from home
in service to our country. Friends, good food,
a little homesick.

Then came the war where scores of thousands would die.
A foreign land, language�people.
Still, we tried to regain the memories of Christmas past.
C-rats sprinkled with Christmas cheer, and tabasco sauce.
Shared cookies from home.
Silent Night sang nearby, drifting on the wind.
Everyone listened, remembering better times, with family, loved ones, and
knowing the Christmas tree was decorated at home.

And we remembered those fallen, perhaps for the first time,
faces still crystal clear, whose last Christmas on earth was last year.
And wondering, knowing, this would be the last Christmas for many.
A deeper meaning and understanding of life and Christmas was felt by all.

Nearly a half century has passed since the Vietnam War, and as many Christmases.
But the Christmas of 1965 is the one I most remember...in that foreign land
where even the faint shadow of Christmas past was a living reminder of old times...
and a prayer to just survive and once more share joy at home, with family, fireplace,
great food...and for times to come with children and even grandkids to be...
on the day the world joins in holiday, for many reasons,
and Christians celebrate the birth of our Savior, Jesus Christ�
on this Christmas Day.

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