Came across this picture of my father and his parents. My father was born in 1918, so I'm guessing this was taken about 1923. He looks about five years old or so to me. I think it's funny that my grandmother is holding five birds of some type or the other. Who knows why? And, how about that striped skirt she's wearing?
Christmas 1960. This was the year we lived in Greensboro, North Carolina. I was 12 years old -- the age of my granddaughter, Leah. We were pretty cool to have the latest in Christmas trees that year -- an aluminum tree. You couldn't put regular lights on the tree, so there was a spotlight that sat on the floor to shine on the tree. The spotlight had a revolving plastic disc over it that was divided into quarters. Each quarter was a different color -- red, yellow, blue and green -- so the tree changed color as the disc revolved. Quite pretty -- but the following year we went back to the traditional evergreen tree with the big lights. But, either way, my childhood memories of Christmas are of a wonderful time filled with excitement and love. And that is my wish for you. A Christmas filled with excitement and love, family and friends and the making of many warm and wonderful memories. But, most importantly, a Christmas where the realization of the miracle of Jesus' birth dwells within your heart both on this day and joyously throughout the year. God bless us, everyone.
