Advent Calendar: Day 17 – My Old Friend Santa Bank

As I was unpacking the Christmas decorations a few days ago, I was greeted by an old friend whom I hadn’t seen in a few years: Santa Bank.

I don’t remember when Santa Bank came to live with us. He’s been a part of the family for as long as I can remember.

I also don’t know where Santa Bank came from. I assume that he was a gift to me when I was a small child. His left foot says that he came from “Mexico.” I wish I knew how he got from Mexico to me.

He’s got a few cracks and chips, and part of his nose is missing. He’s obviously been well-loved.

Somebody raided Santa Bank a while back (probably me). He’s still got some coins rattling around inside, but I just leave them there.

Santa Bank hasn’t come out to visit for a few years. He’s old and fragile (like me), and I was worried that he wouldn’t survive my daughter’s curiousity.

Hopefully Santa Bank will survive long enough for my daughter’s children to forget where he came from.

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Written for “Treasure Chest Thursday,” as well as the Advent Calendar of Christmas Memories series.

Copyright © by Elizabeth O’Neal

Elizabeth is a genealogy and family history researcher, writer, and consultant. She adores good grammar and spelling, and believes the Oxford Comma is just misunderstood. Thrives on large quantities of coffee. One daughter, two rescued hounds, and a plethora of missing ancestors keep her on her toes.

2 Comments

  1. I have to tell you that you are the first family tree blog I have stumbled upon. What a great genre!

    I love how you weaved the story of Santa bank in your post. He does look well loved, and he is a great concept. Encourages saving all year to not break the bank with Christmas spending!

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  2. He’s adorable! I hope that someday your daughter will be able to appreciate him.

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