Posting thisfor the Sepia Saturday coverage...and to share some thoughts and pictures from my earlier life. Can't post a picture of Christmas in the future anyway. So lets enjoy the past.
1953 our tree was real (it may have been about the time artificial
trees came out, but not for us) I loved the colored lights (all different colors, big bulbs) and the tinsel which was strung carefully, one by one.
My gifts are on the right...and I don't
know what the boxes contain, but there's definitely an orange in my
stocking (lying next to my Betsy McCall doll). I remember Betsy McCall
paper dolls which I'd cut out of McCall's magazine. The real doll was a
disappointment, but I don't remember why, the capricious nature of a
young girl of 11. I did learn how to play a simple form of dominoes (right there in front).
best place to sled was Art Museum Hill, though there was a lake at the
bottom, and we always were scared we'd tumble into it at the end of the
long hill. My Dad was the pusher to get us going, I don't think he tried to ride
down with us. But he may have come and rescued us and pulled the
sleigh back up the hill (probably).
This is my Sepia Saturday contribution for the next couple of weeks...they will be back next year! Add your own link to the fun, if you wish, follow the instructions on their blog! And enjoy looking at the interesting historical blogs that are linked there!