In December 1969 my father was in Viet Nam. My brother, sister and I were asked how we wanted to celebrate Christmas. All 3 of us knew it wouldn’t be like Christmas without Dad. We decided we wanted to wait until Dad cane home in January. It was the best Christmas we ever had. The magic was there to have Dad there. To this day it is a Christmas I always treasure as the best ever and it wasn’t even on Christmas Day!