A Favorite Christmas Memory

On the Q & A below, I said there were too many great memories to pick just one. Here's one tho that I have to share.
We had just moved to Pensacola and Daniel, the oldest, was about 11 or 12. You know the age were they start thinking they know all about Christmas, well, actually they start thinking they know everything. Anyway,
We lived in Navy housing then. Navy housing here is ranch style duplexes. We were in a 3 bedroom, Daniel was in his own room and Patrick and Kevin were in the other. Our room was across the hall from theirs.
Anyhoo. Daniel was going on and on about no Santa. Now I am the type were if you don't believe, you don't recieve. I still believe in the magic of Santa, and still think he does exist, he just has help, lots of it!
Rick and our duplex neighbor, Harry came up with a plan to convince Daniel there really was a Santa. Christmas morning, Harry climbed up on our shared roof, quietly walked down to the end over the boys bedroom, then ran the entire length of our house, dragging a golf club on the roof, ringing jingle bells, and shouting HO HO HO!
It woke all of us up. He sounded sooooo realistic, It was AWESOME. This was the conversation that followed.
Kevin: "Hey Dan, did you hear that?"
Dan: "yeah"
Kevin: "What was it?"
Dan: "It sounded like Santa Claus"
Kevin: "Go check and see if he was here"
Dan: "No, you go check"
Kevin: "No, YOU go"
Dan: "what if he's still here?"
About that time, Rick tells them they need to get up and go check. They were so excited! He did come and it kept the magic of Christmas with them for quite a few more years. I don't think we told them what it really was until a few years ago, after Patrick graduated from High School. They can't tell you what they got that Christmas, or who was there that day later on. But they still tell the story of that morning with the same magic and wonderment, like it was yesterday.
That is why it has to be on my top 5 Christmas memories.

:J