The morning is cloudy and chilly. The air has the feel of late fall. Yesterday’s wind is gone. It will rain today.

I have only two uke events this week, practice tonight and a concert tomorrow. We are starting to practice Christmas music. December is heavy with concerts.

Last night I watched a Christmas Carol film I hadn’t ever seen. It starred Fredric March as Scrooge and Basil Rathbone as Marley. I did some hunting and found it had been a television episode in 1954 of a program called A Shower of Stars. It was under an hour. The story had music, wandering Carolers, a duet with Scrooge and Belle and Tiny Tim singing by the Christmas tree in the Cratchit house. To accommodate this music the ghosts had far shorter visits, especially the ghost of Christmas yet to come who brought Scrooge to Tiny Tim’s grave. The stone only read Tiny Tim. Despite the shortened length, I enjoyed my first Christmas Carol of the season.

My grandmother had a couple of brothers. I met them both, Uncle Otto and Uncle Henry. Sue was Uncle Henry’s wife. Every time I saw her, she was wearing one of those big round hats women in the 1950’a wore. She never really talked to me or anyone. She just sat on the couch and smoked. My father used to visit Uncle Henry. He’d bring him cigars and magazines. Everyone thought Uncle Henry was poor, but he left Sue a lot of money when he died. My father took me on one visit. Uncle Henry gave me a book of Christmas stories. I still have it.

Thanksgiving smells of pies baking and of turkey slowly roasting in the oven. When my mother would open the oven door to baste the turkey, the aroma would fill the house. That made the wait until dinner almost unbearable.

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