A Visit from Uncle Ho Ho

January 31, 2010

Share the fun­ni­est mem­ory you have of one of your sib­lings. Or, if you are an only child with­out sib­lings, share your fun­ni­est mem­ory of another mem­ber of your family.


We were bored, as I remem­ber it. It was Christ­mas 1972 and we had trav­eled to Bloom­ing­ton, Min­nesota to spend the hol­i­day with my mother’s sis­ter, Aun­tie Gladys, and her hus­band, Philip. It was the first time my par­ents or I had ever flown, so the first part of the trip was excit­ing. But as the days wore on, we found our­selves get­ting a bit rest­less. After all, Aun­tie Gladys never had chil­dren and we had already been to down­town Min­neapo­lis where we threw our berets in the air just like Mary Tyler Moore. And, much to our amaze­ment, we had helped her shop for and pur­chase a fur coat at Dayton’s.

I have no idea why Aun­tie referred to Santa Clause as “Uncle Ho Ho.” But we were all anx­ious for his visit. The grown-ups were mostly sit­ting around the kitchen table drink­ing cof­fee and rem­i­nisc­ing about the good old days they all spent together in South Dakota. Which left 16-year-old me and my sis­ter, a then-24-year-old unmar­ried school teacher, with not much to do.

As I recall it now, it was my sister’s idea. She had the red coat. And a white stock­ing cap, as well as a red and white scarf. From some­where, she got the wacky idea of becom­ing “Uncle Ho Ho.” So we went down to Auntie’s base­ment after scour­ing around to find some cot­ton balls and tape. And we began tap­ing the cot­ton to her face to make a beard. Then she snuck back upstairs and around to the front of the house. I was posi­tioned in the liv­ing room with the cam­era when the door­bell rang and “Uncle Ho Ho” made “his” grand entrance.

Uncle Ho Ho” brought gifts for everyone.

And we all gig­gled uncon­trol­lably, espe­cially my mother.

My sis­ter is not, by any stretch of the imag­i­na­tion, a wild and crazy per­son. So her imper­son­ation of “Uncle Ho Ho” was a one-time per­for­mance, never repeated. It still stands out in my mem­ory, though, as one of the fun­ni­est evenings I ever spent with her. We had a lot of other fun times, but that was an out­stand­ing Christ­mas because it was one of the few years that we cel­e­brated at some­one else’s home in a man­ner beyond our usual customs.


Next week’s topic:

Share a mem­ory or story about one or both of your grandfathers.


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1 Frances February 9, 2010 at 11:16 am

What a great story and pics — your sis­ter made an adorable Uncle Ho Ho.

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