Thanksgiving and Christmas dinners were always fun shared with parents, sisters and brothers. Friends and Inlaws were also invited. We had many happy moments. Everyone cooking their favorite dish and the hostess always furnishing the Meats.
One occasion was always the most special to me. I shared with just my Children.
We had never eaten anywhere but the table, no eating anywhere else. This meal was always special. I would set the table with the plates on the table. The silverware and cloth napkins all folded just right. The silverware placed in just the right manner to please any expert. Everyone sat as I served meat on a pretty platter and the vegetables in a bowl. Salads on the side and condiments on the table.
They were always excited because they always knew that after eating, they could lift their plates and find a very special Valentine especially for them. Sometimes if finances were available they found notes telling where special presents and treats just for them had been placed. Over the years they began doing the same for me. Slipping cards for me too. Of all the childhood memories, this is the one they all seem to remember.
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We call and send cards, but it is just not the same. That magical day in my memory and theirs is just a memory of the past.
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