Christmas is one of the most wonderful times I remember. How my parents got the tree up to the third floor without us knowing about it. We never saw it till morning. It was on a music box and when it played Christmas songs, the tree with all the candles glowing would turn. We put on our new knitted scarves and caps to go to midnight mass. The snow sparkled like diamonds. The church was so crowded we had to stand in line to see the Holy Family.