As we approach J.C.’s birthday, I thought I would share with you some cherished childhood memories from my youth in Baton Rouge, Louisiana. Perhaps it’ll remind you of a few of your own.

Christmas Specials Anticipation

The earliest, best sign that Christmas was nigh was when my mom would start to scotch-tape clippings from the Baton Rouge Morning Advocate onto the television set featuring Christmas specials. There would be the crucial ones such as Charlie Brown and the Grinch, and the lame-ass ones like Little Drummer Boy. In those days, of course, it was your ONLY chance all year long to see any of these, so it was terribly exciting to anticipate each one of them and relish every marvelous second.