That is Fabgrandpa’s Mom and Dad in 1965, looking all sweet and cuddly in front of their Christmas tree. When I think back over the years about Christmas trees, the earliest one I can remember was the aluminum tree that my Mother had back in the early 1960’s. I don’t have a picture of hers, but I found this one in the internet and it looks a lot like the one we had:
I can’t remember if it had any ornaments on it or not, but it did have that light circle that spun slowly around, changing the color of the tree as it did. After we moved to a new house in 1965, Mama got a live tree and put it up after dinner on Thanksgiving day. It had what seemed like millions of Christmas light sets, etc on it. I know there were ornaments that she had been saving year after year, even some she had been given from her mother.
Mama’s Christmas trees in her new house seemed to fill up the living room. They were huge, and because there were six kids in our family, it also seemed like there were a million gifts under the tree.
When I got married and started putting up my own Christmas trees, we usually went out in the woods and cut one down. This one from 1972 was a cedar tree. The weight of the ornaments and lights on the flimsy limbs made them droop, and the ornaments fell off often. That didn’t matter to my son, though. He loved it.
I found this photo of Fabgrandpa and my step-daughter, Becky, in 1980, sitting in front of a Christmas tree. I don’t know if it was it at his home or somewhere else, but it was a nice full tree. Becky looked so happy with her Christmas baby doll.
This photo of my children in front of the Christmas tree in 1983 shows the first artificial Christmas tree we had. We put the Christmas tree up the day of Thanksgiving, and she had an asthma attack that night. The first thing the doctor asked me at the hospital was “do you have a live Christmas tree?” He told me to go home and take it down. We did, but put up the artificial one the next week.
My sister Linda always has a big live Christmas tree at her home. This is my niece, Stefanie, in 1987. I have always loved this photo of her. She was so happy with her new pink jacket.
Poor Santa! This was me and my oldest daughter, Becca, with the Wal-Mart Santa Claus in 1990. What a sad looking Christmas tree that was!
After Emily moved out of the house, I had a live Christmas tree again in 1994. This one was a leyland cypress tree, that we planted in the back yard after Christmas was over. That tree grew to over sixty feet tall, but it looked like a Charlie Brown tree when it was in the house.
We haven’t had a Christmas tree in our house for about 14 years now, but I think I am going to put out my ceramic tree that my sister made for me years ago, and light it up this year. I can move a little table over by the window in the living room, and plug it up. I may also get some Christmas light sets to go around the windows, too. That would be fun, I think, and and nearly as much work as a real Christmas tree would be.
When does your family put up their Christmas tree? Is it a live tree, or an artificial one? How many sets of lights do you put on it?