As visions of sugarplums dance in our heads, Christmas is nearly upon us! In the midst of the all the rush around the Holiday season, the staff of Atlanta Motor Speedway would like to take this time to wish you a Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!
Much like an experience on race weekend, Christmas creates fond memories, which last a lifetime. Here are a few favorite Holiday memories from a few of us at Atlanta Motor Speedway!
“Each family has their own family traditions. One of my favorites is one my mother and my grandmother started when I was five years old. Each year, they would both get me a Hallmark Ornament for Christmas. That way, when I was grown up and had my own tree, I had ornaments to decorate it with. The best part is when I decorate the tree each year, I open each ornament box and I’m brought back to the year I received the ornament. It’s something I cherish every year – decorating the tree.”
Director of Marketing and Promotion
“When I was 12 years old, and in the 7th grade, my parents were in the process of building our family home. In the meantime, we were living in a barn shaped structure that my father had built as temporary housing.
The Barn, as we called it, was located approximately 2 ½ acres away from the road and behind the new construction.
Two weeks before Christmas, I was in the kitchen with my mother and sister washing and drying the dishes after dinner. There was a knock at the door and I ran to see who it was. I can remember this like it was yesterday. I opened the door and saw Santa standing there - I immediately shut the door and went back to drying dishes. My mother asked me who it was and I said Santa.
Mom got Dad to go to the door and he invited Santa into the Barn. He sat in my mother’s rocking chair and told each of us that he heard we had been very good that year…working together and behaving while mom and dad worked long hours on the new house. He asked each one of us what we wanted that year and I remember telling him I wanted a cameo choker, a mini-bike and a bb gun. He finally got up to leave and gave us a hug.
After he left and the door was shut…I remember running to the door trying to see how he left and there was nothing for me to see or hear…he just seemed to disappear.
Christmas morning my childlike faith was rewarded - under the tree was a mini bike, bb gun and velveteen cameo choker.
To this day I believe in the magic of Santa Claus. In our home, we stress the true meaning of Christmas, but I will always bring the magic and wonder of my childhood to each holiday season.”
Event Credential Coordinator
“Wow, it’s so hard to come up with one memory! If there is one that sticks out, it’s Christmas at my Grandma’s house when I was younger. On my mom’s side of the family, there are five siblings, each close to my parents’ age. Factor in a few children per family, and you have more than a houseful of people – and a long wait to use one bathroom in one house after Christmas dinner!
On this side of the family, relatives live in Idaho, the Atlanta area, Macon, Valdosta, St. Louis and South Carolina, with a few of my cousins having later settled in San Francisco and Washington, D.C. But when we were all younger, everyone made it to Grandma’s house for Christmas from all over the country. It was a time for everyone to come together – and also spread what felt like two feet of wrapping paper across the living room. We often joke that a small child could easily hide under those mountains of paper.
Being together with family, with everyone together, still stands out as one of my favorite Christmas memories.”
Web Content Manager
"One year, I guess it was elementary school, my sister and I got go-karts for Christmas. We grew up in the mountains, so Christmas almost always brought chilly weather. We layered up as many clothes as we could put on and took off on the go-karts. I remember riding around our farm freezing to death but having a ton of fun. I spent a lot of that Christmas morning practicing my favorite “Dukes of Hazzard” power slides and maneuvers, and my sister and I certainly “traded paint” along the farm road. That go-kart became accessible transportation for a young kid with no driver’s license, as I would ride it to the farm, with our neighbors on their property or through the woods to my cousins’ house. And of course it was always a test to see who could make the biggest splash in the mud holes. Those were definitely some good times.”
Marketing & Promotion Coordinator
Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays! We wish you a Happy New Year and prosperous 2012!