Mom called up the family and said "Come on over Christmas Eve and bring a dish for everyone to share! "
Around 6:00 everyone started showing up! What fun to see cousins and Aunts and Uncles that I had not gotten to see very often. Gifts were layed on the freezer in the basement where the party was being held and coats were put on the beds. There were kids everywhere and the food was abundant!
Around 8:00 the doorbell rang upstairs and Aunt Clara went up to answer it. Imagine our delight and surprise when down the stairs she came with Santa Claus! We were so excited! All except my 1 year old sister who was terrified and jumped on her spring horse and tried to make a getaway! (We have that caught on 8mm film, and it is hysterical!). Anyway, Santa joined in on our fun, had some treats, then passed out the gifts that the kids had brought for each other. (I got stupid underwear with the days of the week on them from my cousin and I had given him a wonderful fire truck with a siren that worked!).
Around 9:00 he said he must hurry on because he had so many more houses to visit. He went out the basement door and walked down the road until we could see him no more.
Soon after all the kids and kin left except Aunt Clara and Uncle Roy who were spending the night. That next day, Christmas Day, after all the gifts were open and we were eating breakfast Aunt Clara says to my Mom. "That was a great idea getting Santa to come to the party"! Mom looks at her bewildered and said. "Uh, I didn't get him to come to the party, I thought you did". Aunt Clara said "Nope, not me". Dad and Uncle Roy are questioned, they say no, they have no idea, they thought Mom had him come.
Calls are made through the family, who asked Santa to come to the party? Everyone says they didn't do it!
To this day, no one knows who the Santa was who came to our Christmas party on Christmas Eve! But I have always believed..... it was the real "Santa"