A Day Tradition

Long before I knew Dwight, his first cousins decided to get together every Christmas to celebrate. I'm sure those first celebrations were really hard because Grandpa died around Christmas time. Grandpa and Grandma both loved Christmas from what I hear so love of family and Christmas prevailed and the annual party started.
It wasn't too long before those first cousins had kids and grandchildren of their own. It's a huge celebration with people of all ages and walks of life. Nurses, truck drivers, teachers, farmers, loggers, doctors, and just nice people galore. There's a Christmas dinner with turkey, ham, tons of mashed potatoes and the best crock pot stuffing to every grace the planet. Another line of tables with Christmas sweets(it's where I was introduced to Potato Candy-a wonderful dish made by Uncle Sandford).
There's another table with paper sacks with everyone's name-where you can put Christmas cards for them. There's always a beautiful Christmas tree or two or three and the tables are always decorated. There's a huge rock fireplace that's lit with a couch near by. The fireplace has a wide large stone front where people can sit and that's where Nona tells the story. Every year.
Some of the little ones can't tell me how old they are, but they know Ms. Nona reads the story and that Jesus was born in Bethlehem.