Added: Wed. Dec 12, 2012 2:32pm
Charles Foster Kane had his Rosebud and I have my equivalent. You remember
Mr. Kane? He was better known as Citizen Kane in the 1941 movie by the same
name and Rosebud was his xxx. In case you haven't seen that classic
movie, I won't reveal the precise identity of Rosebud. I sometimes
wonder how many of us still recall that one special gift from Santa on that
long-ago, but long-remembered childhood Christmas? And why, among all the
possessions we have had, it is the one that stayed with us all these many
years? I think in some ways they are our touchstones by which we judge all the
possessions we acquire later in life.
Also, I think in remembering them they still are able to evoke in us the same
private, happy, joyous feeling they gave us when we were but children. In this
hectic, overly busy world of ours, they remind us of simpler times, perhaps
happier times - times when the world wasn't has hectic and threatening as it
seems today and we only had a child's responsibilities. Also, they are like an
old friend, something in whose presence we are totally comfortable.
Oh - what is my Rosebud? A Lionel train which I got for my first
Christmas, a train that circled our Christmas tree every year in my youth. It
is my reminder of the way Christmas use to be when I was a child. It still is
in perfect shape, stored away in its box. Hopefully, a house fire will never
destroy it, and just maybe my great- and great-great-grandchildren will have it
circling under their Christmas tree.
I hope that at least in your memories you have your Lionel train, your
Rosebud, and I hope you take a moment this Christmas season to remember it.
You'll feel good about it.