And that's when the series of jokes and oddities began. Or maybe it was after my aunt declared that my grandpa's ghost comes to visit and maybe he would visit on Christmas. ??? Or maybe it was when grandma cooked the turkey that got done 30 minutes too soon and she declared, "I don't know what they're feeding these turkeys. They cook too fast these days." But at any rate, the jokes began.
My aunt kept commenting that I had started "spreading" (which just means your hips/behind/thighs
There were these ugly children and people kept wondering where they came from. This man said, "I don't know. Follow them home and see who answers the door!"
After a series of those barbershop jokes, my uncle was off on his merry way. And the rest of Christmas was spent with a house full of ladies. 3 generations of them.
Of course we had our Christmas dinner, followed by visits to other family in town, and finally all of us cramming into a few seats in the den watching Alex Haley's "Queen". And then we called it a night.
I'm not sure if grandpa's ghost came to visit this year, or if that was some sort of joke. I'm almost afraid to ask, but I do know this...I love my family, corny jokes and all!