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 is easily bribed with coffee and chocolate chip cookies.

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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