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Wednesday, December 19, 2007


1967 Christmas Eve.
'The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, in hopes that Saint Nicholas soon would be there'
Well if he came down our chimney he would have to change his name to Black Beard! We had a lot of fires going in the fireplace. The Northeast wind was horrific where we lived.
We had moved into a four bedroom rambler in the country that fall, and I didn't know what to do with all the space. The little house we moved from was just two bedroom and it was a tight squeeze getting all four kids in one small room.This is the first year I flocked our tree. I just used pink balls and we had color light on the floor that reflected different colors on the tree. It was so pretty!
See the Go-Go boots by the door? Yep it was the 60's alright!

1968 Christmas Eve

I always called these the 'before' pictures. It sure looked different the next morning. Another heavily flocked tree. We didn't have snow outside but I made sure we had some inside. This looks like a lot of presents, but remember I had four children, hubby, parents and sisters too.

1970 Christmas Eve

My babies are growing up. No little dollie's under the tree this year unless I count my youngest child who was 16 months old in this picture. This was our first Christmas without their father. The kids found our Christmas tree in the woods behind the house. It was our second Christmas in the newly remodeled recreation room. !

1971 Christmas Eve

And we had snow too. Lots of it. The kids were so excited. Christmas presents and snow!~ It doesn't get much better than that when you are a child. Looking out the rec. room slider you can see the snow and our ice covered swimming pool. After gifts, the snow won out and they all bundled up and had a great time while freezing their hiney's off. I always tried to have hot cocoa for them when they came in from the cold. You can see my wonderful antique piano to the left. I loved that thing. It was originally black, but I was talked into having it antiqued. I never should have done it.

1972 Christmas Morning

We even got our dog 'Shadow' in this picture. He was a light colored German Shepherd and a wonderful pet. It looks like the gift opening had begun and big brother is helping the little one while older sisters watch.

Just see how fast our children grow up. Enjoy every minute with them and cherish each memory.

~~~More to come~~~



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