Family makes holidays special

Record Editorial.

I guess I could write an editorial about Governor Locke’s proposed budget, or the Snoqualmie Tribe’s casino proposal or a multitude of other issues facing our community. But then again, it’s the holidays and none of that seems as important as friends and family.

I remember our first few Christmas celebrations in the Valley, in a small house owned by Leo Kelly on Silva Street. The house has changed, but the memories of events that took place 35 years ago are still vivid.

One Christmas we got a new train set, which evidently is not an easy thing to put together. Years later, we would hear stories of my dad and Paul Lyne spending hours in the bedroom trying to get that thing together. I’m guessing they had a pretty good time playing with it, but actually told everyone else that it was a bugger to build.

It seemed we had more snow in those days. One of the best winters was either in ’68 or ’69. Snow drifts were piled in front of Bob Drake’s family’s house next to our house. We spent a lot of time sledding on those drifts.

One nice thing about Christmas is the time it allows for reflection. I would bet there are many of you thinking about the presents you may have received or the family gatherings you attended. On a side note, whoever invented the mushroom footstools obviously never had to do kid duty and actually sit on one of those at the dinner table.

Then there were the later years, when opening presents Christmas morning didn’t seem quite as special as when we were younger. It is likely one of the few days, however, that a teen-ager will willingly get up before 7 a.m. when there is no school.

But beyond the gifts are the family gatherings or get-togethers with friends. It is a good thing when you finally get to move from the kids’ table (usually a card table) to the adult table, even though you may still be stuck on that stupid mushroom footstool. I even remember an incident when one of the footstools broke. Of course, it must have been my brother; it couldn’t have been me. Mom is a pretty good cook and isn’t exactly known for making low-calorie dishes.

Reflection can also bring some sadness, as some of those close to you may no longer be with you in body. Luckily, there are new nieces and nephews to take their places and mask some of the thoughts of those who are missing.

So, here is a toast to your Snoqualmie Valley holiday memories as you create them. The Valley is a beautiful place to spend the holidays, but some snow would be nice.

I only wish my kids would be forced to sit on a mushroom footstool at the dinner table, but they are hard things to find these days.