Wiesbaden, West Germany. Christmas, 1963.
Dear Ole Dad thought he was so clever. As Christmas rolled around that year Dad would wrap his presents and place them under the tree – a couple at a time each evening. However, instead of putting names on the name tags, he used numbers. He said he was tired of us shaking and guessing what was in the presents. He made a big deal out of adding a couple names to the list every night throughout the Christmas season that year – calling out the numbers, and pointing to the gifts. Thought he was soooo clever.
Then came Christmas morning when it was time to open our gifts. The only problem was, Dear Ole Dad ‘got into’ the egg nog a bit too much Christmas Eve, and that morning couldn’t find his list! Guess who was sitting under the tree, shaking and trying to guess what was in the packages!