01/03/2020
Part 2 An O'Neill Christmas Story
Christmas eve was an early to bed night since we had to get up for 6:30 Mass, when I was serving on the alter we had to be there at 5:30AM, it was only a short block walk to St. Ann’s, but it was always hard to get up. Arriving home after Mass we would race to the library but the door was locked! We were told we had to eat breakfast before we could see what Santa brought. The family had to line up in hall way, and guess who was always last. The library was filled with excitement with a big decorated tree in the middle of the west wall and chairs all around the room holding presents, for all nine of us, overflowing on to the floor for David, Frank and me.
Mother, Dad, Marion and Aunt Kate had their own chairs with presents. Dad would set up my brother Byrne’s train* set on the big table to the right as you entered.
We were allowed to open one at a time, hoping that it was the one we had asked for in our letters to Santa, usually it was socks or some other clothing. We all had a gift under the Tree that we were allowed to open next, with great joy this one was a gift we had asked for. The stockings were opened later when all the trash was cleaned up. Growing up it amazed me thinking about how our parents were able to do all that work without us Santa believers knowing what was going on?
It always seemed that David would get the biggest toy that we wanted to play with, and we did after He went to see his friends. After lunch Frank & I were allowed to visit Joe Kepps home, on Second Ave. His Dad would set up a wonderful standard gauge Lionel set, that was a sight to see, we couldn’t touch, but what a thrill to watch it run.
Entering the dining room for Christmas dinner was a sight to behold! Mother and Aunt Kate had the table decorated with a large paper turkey and a basket behind filled with small gifts. Each gift had a ribbon with a card that went to everyone’s place, this was Mother’s” Jack Corner Pie”! The butler would bring in the Huge Turkey on a silver tray** and Dad would carve it with great expertise and pleasure while all the extras were served to us. We were reminded to save space for desert when asking for another helping. Desert was a choice of apple or pumpkin pies with heaps of ice cream. When everyone was finished, each of us in turn had to give a short talk on the Meaning of Christmas and what it meant to us, then we could pull our ribbon to see our funny gift, with nine boys and Marion it seemed like forever to get to me. When dinner was finished it was to our toys until bed time. What a wonderful day!
*Starting in 1937 after Thanksgiving, Frank & I were allowed to set up Byrne’s train on the ping-pong table in the basement, giving us more fun time. The next year we moved the table to the larger area where the shuffle board was, this was the start of our large train layout that we would keep adding to as we saved our allowances to buy more track and cars, all this fun ended when we moved in 1948, and had to sell our set.
** I still have the Silver serving platter.
Hugh G O’Neill