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Smells of Christmas: Memories which linger most

Today, some smells elicit pleasant thoughts of Christmas, whatever the time of the year. Even the smell of pine - her mother didn't like cedar - she says, causes waves of memories to wash over her, like waves on the ocean.
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By Johnnietta Jessie

Christmas was always my favorite time of the year. There is not one certain memory that stands out in my mind, just a combination of many. Family was very important to my parents and the years before my nephews and nieces grew up were probably the most special. There were six of us children with me being the youngest by several years.



The memory sticks in my mind the most were the smells during Christmas. We always had a pine Christmas tree because my mom didn't like a cedar. Even now, the smell of pine causes memories of Christmas to wash over me like waves on the ocean. My mom loved fruit so there would be big pottery bowls of fruit (apples, oranges, tangerines, grapes, and bananas) under the tree. She would cook and bake the week before Christmas so there was brown sugar candy with walnuts (not the bought kind), chocolate fudge and popcorn balls in glass containers under the tree. Also there was orange slice candy, haystack candy, chocolate drops, peppermint sticks, and mixed hard candy in jars under the tree as well as nuts. Mom was well known for her dried apple stack cake so the smell of apples, cinnamon, and molasses are a Christmas memory also.

On Christmas morning you awoke to the aroma of percolating coffee, my dad's home-cured country ham and homemade sausage being fried. Mom made big biscuits with brown tops and crispy bottoms, fried potatoes, eggs cooked anyway you wanted them, chocolate gravy, sugar syrup (surup as we called it), and white gravy. At our house you answered the call for food the first time or you might not get much if any. After breakfast it was the smell of my brother and brother-in law's pipes that tickled your nose.

I shall never forget these wonderful smells as well as all the other memories with my family. I wish my children had been able to experience those memories also but they have no recollection of them. Dad passed away when my oldest was only three and by then all the family had quit coming at one time for Christmas. - Johnnietta Jessie


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