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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: Car Trip (07/18/05)

TITLE: The Day Daddy's 1937 Ford Celebrated Christmas
By Wanda Stroman
07/24/05


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Every year in December Daddy would take my brother and me on a trip. It was not a long trip, but to us it was a trip that we looked forward to with anticipation. This trip was to a place where pine trees grew in abundance. We would imagine what this year's Christmas tree would look like. Hurry! Hurry! We can't wait. The country roads were often bumpy, but we didn't mind a few jolts. After all, Christmas was nearing and we had to have a tree. The day was cold and somewhat overcast, but we were bundled up in our winter coats and mittens. Passing the fields that were now barren we imagined that we were cowboys riding in search of a place to spend the night. As we crossed the bridge over a creek, we strained our eyes to catch a glimpse of tadpoles and frogs. As we approached our destination, we squealed and jumped up and down in the back seat of our 1937 Ford. Finally, Daddy stopped by the side of the road. Time stood still as two children stood in awe. This one, no, this one, no, here it is. This is the one we want. Daddy wielded his axe against the trunk of the tree until it fell to the ground. He then picked it up and tied it to the top of the car. On the trip home, we imagined how our Christmas tree would look when it was decorated with the angel at the top. When we arrived home, Mother would meet us and tell us what a good job we had done picking out a special tree. If I had a time capsule, I would chose to spend one more winter day traveling down a rocky road with Daddy in the 1937 Ford to chop down a Christmas tree. However, there are no time capsules, but there are memories of two children, a 1937 Ford, and a Christmas tree. What a legacy to pass on to my grandchildren.


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Karen Deikun07/26/05
What a nice memory. Thanks for posting it.
Nina Phillips07/26/05
That was so sweet. Thank you for sharing that prescious time.
God bless ya! littlelight
Phyllis Inniss 07/27/05
A delightful read. Children seem to have the best time because of their innocence and their uncontrolled joy. Thanks for sharing.
Beth Muehlhausen07/27/05
I had to wonder where you lived to see tadpoles and frogs in December! Those are late spring and summer critters in the midwest! Thanks for this refreshing reminder that joy is often found in the most simple things.....
Maxx .07/30/05
What a legacy indeed. Very nice. Thank you for sharing.
Val Clark08/06/05
A well described, lovely memory.