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I don't think I could pick out just one favorite Christmas memory. Its mixture of when all the 14 Christmas's I shared with my Grandpa. It was tradition that every year Dad, Mom, Josh, Grandma, Grandpa, and I would get together in the early afternoon for lunch/dinner. Afterwards we would all get ready for my Christmas Eve program at my church. After that was over we would rush home to open presents. I would always run to my room and get my pj's on. I'd be all ready by the time the rest of them would finally be getting in the door. After they got situated all of us would sit in my living room and open gifts. Once that was done, we would always have a snack that consisted of pickled hering (my grandpa's favorite) and other treats. I don't think any Christmas will ever come close to being better than the ones I have shared with my grandpa.
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