Christmas Past by Susan R. Hughes

Christmas memories have a way of staying with you for life. When I wrote Mistletoe & Wine, set in 1986, I drew upon one particular holiday tradition from my childhood.

Every year, sometime in December, my dad would take my sister and me to Sparks Street, the pedestrian mall in downtown Ottawa, to shop for Christmas presents for our mom. Sparks Street was a more popular shopping destination back then, before the Rideau Centre (a huge mall) was built nearby in the early 1980s.

Our shopping trip started with lunch at a tiny burger joint on thwalruse corner of Sparks. There were no tables or chairs, just counters where you’d eat standing up. Our next destination was a shop that specialized in native handicrafts. I remember beautifully stitched leather moccasins, Cowichan sweaters, bizarre-looking Iroquois masks, porcupine quill boxes, soapstone carvings, and felt animal dolls dressed in Inuit coats. Many of Mom’s treasured items were bought there over the years.

Another essential stop was the bookstore. Every year we’d buy Mom a couple of the latest comic strip collections – Garfield, The Far Side, far sideGiles, Calvin & Hobbes and Herman. Once we got cold and hungry, we’d stop in at the nut shop. Dad would treat us to bags of delicious warm nuts and a cup of hot chocolate. He’d buy chocolates for Mom there as well.

The record store changed over the years. Vinyl albums were replaced by CDs. The shop is probably gone now, with the growing popularity of digital downloads. As a teenager, I remember the Cutting_Crew_I've_Been_In_Love_Before_coverexcitement of leafing through the latest singles – back then they were 45s. One year, when I was about fifteen, I showed my dad the Cutting Crew single I really really wanted. As much as he hated popular music, he went all the way back downtown another day and bought it for me. I’ll never forget that.

Eventually this tradition petered out. Shopping at the local mall became more convenient. I rarely have occasion to go downtown anymore. Navigating the traffic is unpleasant and parking is expensive. Sparks Street isn’t what it used to be, but to me it will always be associated with my dad, sister and me on cold December days, dashing from shop to shop, covering our ears with our mittens to keep them warm. Those memories, knit deep into my mind and heart, are woven in with warm feelings that I will always associate with Christmastime.

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Susan R. Hughes is a USA Today bestselling author of contemporary and historical romance. She lives in Ottawa, Ontario, with her husband and three children.
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9 Responses to Christmas Past by Susan R. Hughes

  1. stephaniequeen says:

    Lovely childhood memory, Susan. When I was a kid we used to go to the Rockefeller Center outdoor mall and to Macy’s to visit Santa–we lived in New York then. Loved those days. We’re lucky to have such wonderful memories, but I insist on continuing to make more memories and new traditions with the kids and if I’m lucky, with grandkids too!
    Merry Christmas!

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  2. Carol says:

    You do have some warm memories of Christmas past, Susan. Merry Christmas!

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  3. E. Ayers says:

    Oh, what fun, fond memories. I remember going into downtown Philadelphia. We’d take the train and do lunch! We’d eat in the tea room in one of the department stores. And always in our Sunday best-type clothes. That meant Mary-Jane shoes if the weather was decent – otherwise dress boots and always our white gloves! (I may have had mittens over those white gloves but I wore white gloves!) Mom would actually take me out of school for the day and say I was sick. (Of course if my grades were lacking I would not have been allowed to go – well, if my grades we lacking I probably wouldn’t have been allowed to live! LOL)

    I don’t think today’s children get those memories. People move around too much and with both parents working… Let’s sit at the kitchen table and make happy memories of shopping online together? It just doesn’t have the same feel. 😦

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  4. Joan Reeves says:

    What a lovely memory. Thank you for sharing and Merry Christmas.

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  5. leighmorgan1 says:

    What a lovely memory…Merry Christmas, Susan. May you and your family have a beautiful holiday.


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