It always snowed the day Dad hitched up the horses to go and get the tree. He loved to tease me by saying: "Well, if it snows any harder, we might not be able to find that tree!" I, of course assured him that I knew exactly where it was!
Christmas was the most memorable time during my childhood years on the prairies. It was uncomplicated but valuable, humble but rich. Each one special to our family.
Every member made the effort to get 'home for the holidays' and travelled under extremely difficult conditions most of the time. No one had cell phones or road assistance. Somehow they always got through, by the grace of our mothers' hours of prayers, I believe, and another Prairie Christmas would begin.
For years after my own family arrived we managed to keep most of those traditions, however, today it is more difficult, but my th...
