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  1. Ah, a wonderful trip down memory lane! While I received some small gifts for Hanukkah, no one gift sticks out in my mind. But I did celebrate a few Christmases at my friend Joey’s house. I remember they had one of those aluminum Christmas trees that lit up in different colors. These days, my Christmas wouldn’t be complete without a viewing of It’s a Wonderful Life and dinner with my in-laws. Hope you and Mrs. Groovy have a wonderful holiday!

    • Mr. Groovy

      I hear you about It’s a Wonderful Life. Every year I watch that and The Best Years of Our Lives at least once. Two great films that help remind me how lucky I am and grateful I should be. Here’s to many more aluminum Christmas trees and menorahs in your future. Merry Christmas and Happy Hanukkah, my friend.

  2. Some real classics there. My fondest Christmas memory is probably pre Christmas. Decorating the tree and baking cookies with my mom. I actually don’t remember the gifts that we’ll. There is a lesson there I guess. Merry Christmas to you.

    • Mr. Groovy

      Haha! I hear you about not remembering Christmas gifts. There’s definitely a lesson there. My yellow BBC is one of only two or three Christmas presents I remember. I’m so glad my family gave up gift-giving five or six years ago. We now do a grab bag and no gift can be more than $25. It makes Christmas shopping a lot less stressful. Thanks for stopping by, FTF. Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!

  3. I have fond memories of me and my dad setting up electric race car tracks. 2 hours to assemble to watch your car go flying 10 feet off the track when you gave it full “gas”

    These days we do gifts Christmas morning followed by brunch – to my fathers delight his days of assembling toys and stocking up with batteries are behind him (until the grandkids start rolling in)

    Merry Christmas Groovy Family – glad I stumbled across your site this year. You 2 rock

    • Mr. Groovy

      I love it, AE. Hockey board games and Hot Wheels were huge when I was a kid. We even heated the hockey sticks to curve them. This way would could actually elevate our shots on nets. Your dad setting up the electric car tracks is a wonderful memory. Thanks for sharing. And thanks for allowing Mrs. Groovy and me to be a part of your community. It’s truly a pleasure. Merry Christmas, my friend.

  4. LOL, awesome story!!! I was just relating my best Christmas gift as a child to our kids the other day. I was 6 or 7, and we never had much money as kids. This particular year I got two gifts: a Barbie townhouse (HUGE splurge for my parents, although my mom is still ticked to this day about the lack of quality in that expensive gift 🙂 ) and a new coloring book and 64 pack of Crayola crayons. I loved the Barbie townhouse, but there was something about all of those new, shiny, beautiful crayons that made my heart spring with joy every time I opened them. Sea Green, Cornflower Blue, I remember them vividly to this day, over forty years later. Merry Christmas, Groovies. May joy and peace reign abundantly in your home!

    • Mr. Groovy

      Haha! I was so jealous of the kids who had 64 pack of Crayola crayons. I only got the 16 pack. And if I remember correctly, the 16 pack wasn’t thick enough to support the sharpener. I think the sharpener only came with the 64 pack. And I can’t believe you still remember the colors. Glad your mom splurged on the 64-pack and the Barbie townhouse. Great memories. Merry Christmas, Laurie.

  5. Wishing you and Mrs. G a very Merry Christmas! I remember my first video games system (intellivision.) I never thought my parents would buy me one or have the money too. It was the last gift I opened that year. I was so excited, overwhelmed. My four brothers and sisters then each handed me a gift and it was each a game for it. I don’t think a slept very much that week. 🙂

    • Mr. Groovy

      Great memory, Brian. Thanks for sharing. I think the earliest video game I remember was Pong. I don’t even remember which company sold it (Atari?). It was just a couple of lines on the screen and a ball, but we played it for hours. Do you remember the games your siblings gave you? Space Spartans? Bomb Squad? Or, better yet, do you still have the system? I wonder what the market is for retro-gaming systems?

  6. Merry Christmas, Mr & Mrs G! Christmas is special in large part because of the special memories. Just something about this time of year that makes us sentimental.

    My favorite memory was when our daughter was 5 yrs old. We were coming home from Christmas Eve service, and suddenly saw the real Santa. For real. He was walking in the snow between 2 houses. We stopped to talk, he was awesome! I still have no idea what that guy was doing out there. Maybe he really was Santa Claus.

  7. I’m still laughing about Dominick the Donkey. It’s funny, my husband and I just watched “It’s a Wonderful Life” for the first time. We just didn’t grow up watching it and sometimes you just miss a major classic that way. Obviously we loved it and thought it was hilarious. I have such powerful Christmas memories. We always hosted Christmas Eve in our basement and in my early years, my grandmother, who lived downstairs from us decorated the basement tree — nothing but red and white balls. Such a stylish, modern spirit! I managed to save one of them after all these years. It is ratty and dingy now, but it fills me with warm memories of my grandmother every year when I look at it. Merry Christmas to you guys!

    • Mr. Groovy

      We’ve been in North Carolina for 10 years now, so we freak out whenever we hear Dominick the Donkey on the radio. Not too many people with names ending in vowels down here. But things are changing. If New Yorkers and New Jerseyians keep flocking down here, Dominick may soon become a Christmas staple. Glad you discovered It’s a Wonderful Life. And I’m glad you managed to save one of your Grandma’s Christmas tree balls. Keeping a connection to the past is part of what makes life special. Merry Christmas, Linda. Say “hello” to all of my goombas in Brooklyn. Cheers.

  8. Merry Christmas, Mr. & Mrs. G!

    Like other commenters, I remember the people, the food, and watching the wrapping paper burn in our fireplace (the metallic papers would make rainbow flames), but not the gifts.

    I remember my grandpa’s red pants and suspenders with a bright green shirt, with a white hat and white cowboy boots. And always with a bolo tie. He sang hymns loudly, proudly, and off-key. We thought he hung the moon and he thought the same of us.

    My grandpa’s gone now, but I hope that this generation’s kids are still forming mories that will make them smile for decades to come.

    • Mr. Groovy

      LOL! Your grandpa sounds like he was an awesome American. And an awesome father and grandfather. Thanks for sharing your Christmas memories, Julie. I wasn’t aware of the chemistry between fire and metallic wrapping paper. I’ll have to try one day. Hope Santa managed to treat you and your family well this Christmas. There was a lot of snow north of us and I hope he got to Arizona in time. Cheers.

  9. Lila

    Hope you had a lovely holiday.

    I fell off the face of the Earth due to being busy with school. =)

    I thought you guys celebrated Hanukkah?

    • Mr. Groovy

      No worries. School is definitely more important than checking out my twisted views and thoughts. Mrs. G and I celebrate both. Christmas with my family and Hanuakkah with hers. We got two great families, so our mixed-marriage has turned out to be a blessing. Hope you had a wonderful Christmas. And good luck in 2017. Talk to you soon.

    • Mr. Groovy

      Thank you, Chris. I really appreciate it. Hope you had a wonderful Christmas. Best of luck in 2017. I’m sure it will be a great year for you and your family. Cheers.

  10. Funny – your story brought back memories of my favorite green bean bag chair too! They were definitely the hot thing to get for a few years when we were kids. My brother just did an awesome job with a Christmas memory last night. My dad is 86 and has Alzhemier’s disease. He doesn’t say much or remember much – so my brother sang a Santa song Dad used to sing us as kids each year. Dad was smiling and joined in at the end – pretty amazing.

    • Mr. Groovy

      Merry Christmas, Vicki. Thank you for sharing your memories. The green BBC sounds awesome. And kudos to your brother. The memory of your dad singing along with him will surely be cherished. I hope someone was quick enough to capture it with a smart phone! Have a great New Year’s, Vicki. And stay warm in the western outskirts of the Empire state. Cheers.