Today, a group of “gals”, former schoolmates, are meeting for lunch. One of those “gals” would be me.
Donna, one of the other “gals”, posted this in our private Facebook group: “bring something from Christmas past, a story, something that triggers thoughts and memories past. Pictures are great!!”
The pictures below will be the ones I take. There are so many memories that come to mind from these pictures.
The tinsel on the Christmas tree is visible just to the left. Mom always had a live cedar (cut fresh by my brother-in-law when he went to get one for his family).
You can barely see the bottom of a Christmas card to the right of the tinsel. Mom always taped all the cards we received around the window and door sills.
I remember that little black and white tv in the far upper right corner. That brings back memories of all those great tv shows from that era. Three channels, and there was such a better variety than what we’re offered today.
That’s a little metal trash can just beyond my left elbow.
And I do believe that’s a “fever blister” (cold sore) on my bottom lip. I always seemed to have one during my growing-up years.
And, the box in front of me? I can’t say for sure, but it might be a little aluminum cookware set. I recall Santa bringing me one of those for Christmas one year. There is a photo showing the little pots and pans, but I’m not able to locate it at this time.
This next picture, I believe, was taken earlier in the day, before Mom had a chance to “tame” my hair. I look to be the same age, and that Christmas card, taped to the window sill, is the same. This picture shows a child’s table and chair in the background (I remember they were made of metal.) And that’s a doll baby crib (with the bird decal) to my left. Obviously, my new doll needed a place to sleep. And, although not the picture I had in mind, just beside my right arm, you can see one of those little aluminum pans. The heart-shaped item on the desk in the background is a mystery….
So, yes, there are many sweet memories associated with these pictures.
I can’t wait to see what treasures the other “gals” bring to share at lunch today.
~These Days Of Mine~
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