By Steve Walker
The anticipation of realizing Christmas is tomorrow brings
back vivid memories of bygone years, opening presents and listening to
carollers at our door singing festive tunes. Who could forget songs like
“Silent Night,” “Oh Come All Ye Faithful” and the classic, “Rudolph the Red
Nose Reindeer?”
Decorating the tree with tinsel, lights, and ornaments
is etched in my mind as I grew up from child to young adult and finally grandpa
status.
Back as a kid I recall being really excited, waking up
early Christmas morning and rushing down the stairs from my bedroom that I
shared with some of my brothers. I tried to be the first one under the tree. It
was my goal to get my hands on the wrapped presents before anyone else.
Sometimes it worked and sometimes I came in a close second.
Let’s fast forward to Christmas in the 90s. By then I
acquired two granddaughters and two grandsons. Spending Christmas with young
grandchildren became a whole new experience watching their eyes light up as
mine did many decades earlier.
For a number of my teenage years my mother and father
decided for whatever reason, to buy an artificial tree in place of a real tree.
Needless to say it just didn’t quite generate the same excitement as the real
tree. We were used to religiously changing or adding water in the pan every few
days to ensure that it did not dry out and cause the needles to fall off or
break.
Later when I
graduated high school in New York and returned to Texas for college, I did not
come home every year. After graduation from college it was off to Vietnam where
I spent one not so exciting Christmas before coming back to San Antonio.
During the nineties I rekindled the sheer joy of
celebrating Christmas with the grand kids. One year, Grandma, the grandkids and
I spent a lot of time searching for a real tree and buying ornaments, tinsel
and lights to decorate. The two oldest girls, Jesse and Nikki, made the final
pick on a Douglas fir that nearly touched the ceiling.
During that particular Christmas we strolled down the
Riverwalk. The Riverwalk was lit up for weeks ahead of time with lights and decorations along the banks with boats
ferrying tourists and natives up and down the river. The boat captains pointed
out to the tourists the various attractions. We also watched the Las Posadas
procession making its way through the path along the Riverwalk. It is not
uncommon to see a number of downtown businesses decorated and lighting up the
skyline as well.
Like every other year the Alamo
Plaza hosted a giant Christmas tree that was completely decorated and lit up
with bright lights for the public to enjoy. As part of that general public, Jess,
Nikki, Jimmy and I ecstatically admired the tree.
Remembering conversations about
Christmas at St. Gregory’s Catholic School in Balcones Heights in the 50s, I
learned from the nuns that Christmas Day, celebrated on December 25, is
credited to Pope Julius who instituted the celebration in 352 AD.
I also learned that the Christmas season in Mexico for
example runs from December 12 to January 6, with one last related celebration
on February 2. These various traditions incorporate remnants of indigenous
practice, customs from Spain, and novel Mexican inventions from the colonial
period.
In 2009, Mexico hosted the world’s largest Christmas tree
according to Guinness at 110.35 meters (approximately 362 feet) high and
weighing 330 tons on Glorieta de la Palma on Paseo de la Reforma.
With the anticipation of bands
of Christmas carolers strolling along the RiverWalk and elsewhere around town
singing songs of good cheer, the hope of a joyous new year is foremost in many
people’s thoughts to include mine.
To the readers of La Prensa and all the families of San
Antonio, I wish you “Feliz Navidad” and a Happy New Year.
And as always,
I write just a thought.
Steve Walker is a Viet Nam Veteran, former Journalist
and Justice of the Peace.
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