Bedpans and Walther P38s Part 3

Part Three of a Family Christmas Past The moment the kids had waited for 365 days arrived. I beamed at my family­­–– mostly for the expectant joy on all faces. I donned my Santa hat and began dispersing gifts. The family rule was to wait until everyone had all their gifts piled at their side.Continue reading “Bedpans and Walther P38s Part 3”