![]() 12/20/2018 at 19:58 • Filed to: None | ![]() | ![]() |
It starts with a simple set of candle holders like these .
Mom and I are quite similar, being iconoclasts, thrift store shopping and eating at dives and whole-in-the-wall restaurants. Dad and my sister prefer tradition, fancy retail stores and fine dining.
Anyway, back to Christmas. The candle holders would come out and mom and I would switch the letters to read ‘LEON’ instead. Dad or sister would switch them back, and mom or I would reverse them again. It was all in good fun, but sometimes the stodgier amongst us didn’t seem to view it that way.
I told this story to a couple of nurses at the hospital this evening. I don’t think it was intentional, but one of them addressed me as Leon as I departed...
![]() 12/20/2018 at 21:14 |
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Growing up my Mom had a train that spelled Noel and I did the same thing. After a few years everyone started calling it the “Leon Train” and eventually she just put it out as Leon. 30+ years later and she has the Leon train on the mantle right now.
![]() 12/20/2018 at 21:25 |
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Make it say Elon now. It's more topical.
![]() 12/20/2018 at 21:37 |
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So true. Especially in my folk’s neighborhood, where most homes have solar and every other car is electric (including my dad’s). But I live 1800 miles away and my sister and her family don’t celebrate Christmas, so the decorations don’t come out like they did decades ago.