By Tom Lally

I love almost everything about Christmas: the music, reuniting with family and friends, even the snow.  One of my earliest memories from Christmas happened when I was around 6 or 7 years old.  I was opening some gifts from my extended family, when I got to one from an uncle and aunt who had gotten me some article of clothing.  Apparently I was hoping for something a little more fun, because I immediately exclaimed “oh man, clothes!”  Needless to say, my parents were not happy. 

When we got home later that day, they made sure to let me know how rude and unacceptable it was to have said that.  It was a great lesson in being thankful for what I have and appreciating how thoughtful it is for someone to get me anything at all.  It was obviously a very striking lesson, given that I can still remember this episode so many years later.  And oh how the times have changed now. 

Last year I was very happy when I opened my sister’s gift to find some very warm wool socks.