My fondest Christmas memory is when I was 5 and we were living in a one-story adobe house in Arizona. I was helping put out the decorations near the fireplace when I heard, "Ho ho ho" from the chimney. I ran to my mother exclaiming, "Santa is here!!!"
The ho ho ho came from my father who was on the tile roof setting up the luminarias.
My parents let me believe that Santa was visiting early.
