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What Did Christmas Look Like When You Were Born
This picture of a vintage Christmas Tree is copied from files on Pinterest.
I was raised in the 1950's in a small town in northeast Oklahoma. This tree was very typical of the kinds of trees that my family had and that friends and neighbors had in their homes. We usually didn't go to the tree lot because money was scarce in a family of 5 even with both parents working. We would usually get in the car on a Sunday afternoon in early December and make a trip out into the country to swipe a tree. I must admit it never seemed to me that we were stealing the tree. We saw the open land and the trees just sitting there waiting to be cut, with no houses or animals around.
My parents were proud folks and they did their best for us. We never "went" hungry and there was always an extra serving to share with anyone who dropped by. Each year right before Christmas, Mom and Dad would make a trip to the local loan company to borrow money to buy the Santa presents. Each of us would get a special gift each year and a couple of smaller items to go along with it. One year, I remember all the rage was for those newfangled hairdryers with the hood. I got one--but I have 2 sisters. Guess who didn't want to share. Yep, me.
Mom would usually make homemade rolls, sometimes fresh butter to go with them and cranberry sauce. We would all head down to Grandma and Grandpa's house for turkey. Mom usually made the dressing and Grandma always made giblet gravy. There would be mincemeat and pumpkin pies. Gosh! I can almost smell the house now.
Santa Claus was always a presence in our small town. He'd be set up for Christmas photos and pass out candy canes. Santa held a place of honor in the local Christmas parade too--he always rode on the fire truck! The elves would be there with him, tossing handfuls of candy to the kids lining the street. What fun. What an innocent time it was!
The Christmas holiday has changed over the years, of course it's become more and more commercial. Christmas was different for my kids than it was for me, different for my grandchildren than for my children and will likely be even more different for my great-grandchildren than my grandchildren. Christmas is still a magical time and it is special for each celebrating family. I love the lights, the smells, the sounds of the music and laughter, the cooler weather, fireplaces, eggnog and hot cocoa. I love the decorations, the special foods, the twinkles in the eyes of the children when it is time to open the presents and they scramble to see who gets the first one! I even love the mess that's made when all the wrapping, boxes and ribbons are all over the floor.
How about you? What do you remember about your Christmases growing up? I'd love to chat about our memories, maybe we can do that over a cup of hot cocoa. If you are in the market to buy or sell real estate in the San Antonio, Texas area, let's have that chat sooner rather than later! Merry Christmas and Merry Memories!
Sharon is a military wife who moved at the direction of the U.S. Army for nearly 30 years, a Federal employee who retired after 30 years of service, an active Broker Associate/REALTOR in San Antonio w....