Nostalgic Christmas
We all climbed out of Dad’s yellow ’57 Buick and gathered on the down-town Ft.Smith sidewalk for our annual Christmas shopping adventure. Christmas ’62 was a mere two days away and the mood was festive. We didn’t have TV like most folks and we lived in the “sticks,” but everyone knew the world was in turmoil. With our nuclear test competition with Russia, the civil rights movement and the Cuban Missile Crisis, we needed something cheerful. The shops were bustling and the colorful Christmas lights put a glow in my heart. Right now the world was full of love.