Everybody is sick. Everyone agreed that it would be best to stay at home.
Right around this time in 1966 I had mess duty at USMC Camp Pendleton, but had a day or two off for the holiday, so I took the Greyhound up to L.A. -- where I promptly broke out in welts and a fever, so I bussed it back to CamPen on Christmas Eve and stopped at the base hospital.
I was quickly diagnosed with Rubella (German Measles) and put into an isolation ward....woke up Christmas morning with instructions from the Squid nurses who ran the place to get up and change the sheets on my hospital 'rack', and then crawl back into bed.....
Fortunately, I was outta there and re-infecting Camp Pendleton within a few days.....(I'd been in direct contact with salad fixings right before the breakout, and went right back to the same billet).