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WHITBY FREE PRESS CHRISTMAS CAROL SECTION, WEDNESDAY DECEMBER 1-3, 1981, PAGE 15 Perhaps it is the recollection of a robin amid the snow-brushed branches on a cold December day ... or the excitement felt by al when Dad brought in the tree ... Christmas is made up of as many memories as there are stars in the sky, no doubt. For some, it is the memory of a store win- dow, imaginatively decorated with mechan- ical figures ... for others, the weeks spent rehearsing carols in the choir 1of t ... or, spotting that wished-for bicycle under the tree on Christ- mas morming. We may remember those special aromas that emanated from the kitchen just before the holidays ... we may think back on shopping in the dime store for a long list of friends and relatives, ail the while clutching a few precious dollars in our hand ... or, the surprise appearance of a friend or relative we had not expected to see one holiday. Some will think back to a Christmas when they secretiy knit that special muf fler or sweater ... others, to the time when a son or daughter performed in the church pageant. Softly falling snow may bring back memories of that won- derful sleigh ride to a lucky few ... or the snowman buit together with brothers and sis- ters ... while others may remember the warmth of the iamiiy fireplace. Was there a Christ- mas when a kitten was found under the tree? or, one when you were alone in another town, and neighbours invited you in? Perhaps the Christ- mas that stands out in your memory is the Christinas you became engaged ... or, the time you received your favouite doll. Christmas may bring back the joy of a special reunion, long ago ... or the still-fresh memory of a walk in the woods after a snowstorm. The sights and sounds of Christmas may recal an heirloom that decor- ated the farnily tree for so many years ... the rnemory of carolers who sang outside your door last year ... or, the first time you ever read Dickens' "A Christmas Carol". You rnay remember a Christmas spent in the city, ail aglow with lights ... or a holiday in the country, with stars brilliant in the wintry night. Is it the memory of your youngster's first visit to Santa? Or, the time you helped Dad find firewood for the stove? Every Christmas re- news our memories of times gone by ... and just as important, creates new memories to be savored in days to corne. For Christmas is yes- terday, today and to- morrow ... it is a spirit that transcends time it- self, it is a spirit that lives forever in our hearts. UCAME UPON THE MIDNIGHT CLEAR it came upon the midnight clear, That glorlous song of oki, From angels bending near the earth To touch their harps of gold "Peace on the earth, good will to men, From heav'ns allîgraclous King., The world ln solemn stillness lay To hear the angels sing. Stili thro' the dloyen skies they came, With peaceful wings unfurl'd. And stîi their heav'nly music floats O'er ail the weary world. Above its sad and iowly plains They bend on hov'ring wing, And ever o'er its Babel sounds The blessed angels sing. 0 ye, beneath life's crushing load, Whose forms are bending low, Who toil along the climbing way With painful steps and slow, Look now, for glad and golden hours Corne swiftly on the wing, 0 rest beside the weary road 'And hear the angels sing. For loi the days are hast'ning on, By prophets seen of old, Closed Christmas Day & Boxing Day. open with specials on Wnen wun mte ever circling years, NwYasDy Shall corne the time foretold, NwYasDy When the new heav'n and earth shall THE WATERMILL own W.19NofMnhse The Prince of Peace their King, lIY.1,NofMnhse And the whole world send back the 9536 Happ'g Holidays The joy of Christmas r ?day te joy and delight of te Yuletide Season b. youra. I KINGS KOLOUR KORAL~ 135 Brock St. S., Whitby k 666-1231