Christmas Cards - 1969 to 1973

Greetings

Next year we're going to get organized ~Here it is Christmas week, and the family pictures I bought the film for in November ~ didn't get taken 'til December, that's par but, then the the flash wouldn't work, the printer couldn't ~ anyway Christmas is here, 2 weeks early again this year.

The whole trouble is Rae Marie's fault.! In past years she'd start hinting about Santa right after Labor Day ~ Now that she's a sophmore, on the honor roll and working at the library we only see her on Sundays & holidays and her hinting is for cars and college, rather than Christmas or candy.

 LouAnn, the freshman speech major could have told me even if Rae was too busy ~ all she has to do is stay on the honor roll, babysit, help mom, serve on the youth council and take organ lessons while she dreams of horses, or is it cowboys?  I don't know.

 Say Scott, our 4th grader has got the spirit.  He's making Christmas decorations and gifts for the family in Cubs this year.  'Course it's a secret.

 Now you take Barbara, please.  She's sweet, sassy, seven with a heart of gold and a sense of logic that'll keep you awake nites.  The good tooth fairy finally gave up after finding the same front tooth under her pillow 5 nites in a row.

Over the protests of his teenage sisters, Kelly had his haircut.  At 2 1/2, Joan's got him trained to do two things: clean up spilled milk and wash the windows.  He does them in that order with the same milk-wet sponge unfortunately.

Speaking of Joan, she's upstairs addressing your Christmas card right now, so I best close.  Let me just add that the Lord has blessed us real good this year, with health, happiness, and a deeper understanding and empathy for our fellowman.

I'd go on and tell you about my new job selling blacktop, but I hear reindeer paws on the roof....

Merry Chistmas, Rollie & Joan

By the year 1970, the family pictures were finally put aside and the family poem became the norm.

The card for 1971 had not yet turned up, but I'll continue to look through the pictures and see what turns up.  1972 found this little number:

By 1973 it was "Merry Christmas Found"

He couldn't have said it better: "Now that we've found ours, We hope yours is a "verry, verry" merry one!

Merry Christmas!

Christmas cards -1968





Christmas cards - the late 60's

Christmas 1966
  
     I have to smile when I think back on the making of the Christmas cards for our family.  It became such a stressful time, not unlike today for others.  In this photo card sent in 1966, we stopped having matching outfits, the tree (again white, flocked!) had blue ornaments which were not part of a coordinated effort that was put into earlier years.  There were a few (2) small presents under the tree (which by it's location would have been in front of the entryway into the room. Scott had no shoes on, and Rae, judging by this photo had either a very short dress on, or was missing her pants!  Dad was never available as he had been elected to the State Senate, Scott had just started kindergarten, Barbara was still underfoot and Mom was expecting her 5th child!  No wonder it was so stressful!

Christmas 1967

A letter (written presumebly by the baby, Kelton) accompanied each card.  It read,

"Hi Folks!

     First chance I've had to formally introduce myself since I arrived at the Glewwe's July 26th....name's Kelton Edward Glewwe...friends call me Kel or Kelly, and I weighed in at 7 lbs, 3 oz. wringing wet.  Joan (that's my Mom) says I'm still wet most of the time but she loves me anyway.

     I can't quite sit up yet, but it's my job to keep track of the activities and goings on that make things pretty hectic around our house.  Prior to my arrival, Dad was in session at the Capitol (whatever that means) so some of the chores around the house were put off 'til this summer.  But now that the kitchen has a new coat of paint and the beds have been shuffled around for the fifth time, I've managed to squeeze in and share a room with my big brother Scott--he's seven and breaks things.

     My oldest sister, Rae Marie, is 13 and she's out babysitting for the neighbors most of the time.....that's when she's not taking care of me, playing records or doing the things older sisters do around the house.
 
     LouAnn (she's 12) and Rae catch the bus for Junior High every morning so I don't see them most of the day.  I kinda miss LouAnn.....it's so quiet when she's gone...but at noon all that changes when my kid sister (she's 5 years older then me) comes home from school and tickles my belly.  Everybody calls her Barbie and Daddy says she can twist him around her finger like a piece of string.

     We had a lot of excitement around here lask week when Aunt Barbara (that's Mom's sister) got married...never saw so many people peeking and poking at me; I thought I was back in the hospital nursery.
 
     In September Dad got his hair cut short (Mom doesn't like it that way) and went back to college to get a degree in business administration.  When I asked him how his marks were he said, "Well, they know I'm not cheating."

     Mom spends most of her time washing, ironing, cooking and correcting the spelling of her school-bound boarders.....Sometimes after everyone's gone and things quiet down, she sneaks a few minutes and plays a song for me on the organ.  I like "O Holy Night" the best.

     Oh! Oh! It's time for my nap and here comes Mom.  Just one more line before I go,

MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL AND TO ALL A GOOD NIGHT!

Kelly

P.S.  Happy New Year too!



Christmas Cards - the early years

     I don't know why picture Christmas cards became so popular?  Was it because cameras became smaller and easier to use, developing of film became cheaper, flashbulbs became built-in on the camera?  A combination of all the above and more, I'm sure.  The picture below is my favorite of all of the Christmas cards that my dad took of us kids.  This one dates from 1960.  I loved the setup of the picture and I remember wondering why the presents were here when we took the picture but then disappeared by the next day.

  

      

   I can't find a card from 1961, but this was the year of the photo below (judging by the size of Scott).  The blue snowsuit that he has on... the hat is still floating around in the attic.  I don't remember cutting this tree down, but by looking at the branches that are pointing up and the lack of other trees, I'm sure this one was purchased at a tree lot.

   The first of the color pictures that were set up for Christmas.  This one is from 1962.  My sister, Rae, and I and had matching dresses. I like to think that they saw "The Sound of Music" stage production and these dresses reminded my mother of it.  This dress was "One of My Favorite Things" for many years.  The beagle's name was Suzie.  All I remember of her was that she was Rae's favorite and ran away a lot.  We were always running down the street, chasing after her.

Advent Calander - Christmas Tree

   What would Christmas be without the tree?  We used to have a simple life in a simple house with simple decorations.  Then came the sixties.  I remember when I was a child that our trees were the envy of all my friends and kids in the neighborhood.  We used to have one down in the basement for us kids to decorate and one upstairs in the living room for my mother to dress. 

   Downstairs we had decorations made from school, sometimes popcorn strung around the tree, but almost always with tinsel.  Long, silvery tinsel that she would supervise us putting on so that each branch had many strands, but none of them touching each other and each one hanging from just one end so that it would be as long a strand as could hang without falling off. 

Oh Christmas Tree, how lovely are your branches........

   But this was not the tree that would bring the envy in their eyes.  No, it was the WHITE, FLOCKED TREE with coordinating bows and balls that would grace the living room upstairs on the main floor.  The one that would sit in front of the picture window so all who passed by could view it from outside.  One year it would be red, another royal blue and yet another that olive green that you found in kitchen coordinated colors from the 60's.  The balls were the satin kind that looked like spun thread and sparkled in the lights (only white on this tree).  And the bows were all handmade from Minnesota, Mining & Manufacturing (3M) ribbon, "Sasheen".  (We still prefer Sasheen ribbon today, even though they have discontinued making it for many years.  Love finding it at estate sales.  Makes the best bows.)

   But one year, sometime in the late 70's, a respected monsignor mentioned that "one shouldn't have to go find Christmas", it should be found everywhere and the forest of trees began to grow. It started with two trees, to a few artificial trees and a few small trees to many artificial trees and one live tree. Today we have trees in just about every room in the house. 

   There is the 11' tree in the "big room" with its red, velvet ribbon garland and red, shiny ornaments and other ornaments from around the world.  It stands majestically in front of the center window so that all who pass by can view it from outside.  (People still ask if I live in the house with the 'big tree'?) 


    There is the small, silver tree with white lights and antique ornaments from the 1950's in the dining room, as well as one that hangs on the wall with miniature ornaments and figures.  In the hall, one can view another small tree, lit with white lights and different birds and fruit and vegetable ornaments.

  In the parlor (we call it the old living room) there is the Victorian-style tree with its gold berry garland, white lights, silky white or soft pink balls, white poinsettia's and icicles hanging from every branch. It too stands in front of the living room windows for passersby to see.

   The bathroom sports a miniature tree with bows and birds and the downstairs bathroom used to have a white feather tree, until this year when newly married daughter took it home to her new place.

   And in front of downstairs windows stands the only living tree.  It is not unlike the trees from my childhood that stood in the basement.  It has the only colored lights, covered with ornaments from my children's elementary school years and those ornaments not "cool" enough to make the upstairs cut.  The only thing missing is the tinsel!

Advent Calendar - Christmas Cookies

  Today's blog on the Advent Calendar is Christmas cookies.  I don't remember making a lot of cookies when I was small.  Sure when I had small children, we would occasionally try our hand at making decorated sugar cookies, and when they would bring home a gingerbread house made with graham crackers around a small milk carton, we would marvel at the skill.  My grandmothers always made cookies and would share their bounty with us.  But set aside time to make a lot of cookies for Christmas;  I have no recollections of this, until my husband, who has a penchant for all things sweet, started to make cookies for Christmas.  Now the list has grown by the dozen and there are some varieties that we must have on hand every year.

   First are the meringue cookies that my Grandma B made.  With chocolate chips.  Lots of them.  Enough so I can sneak some and no one is the wiser.  I think they are still my favorite.

   Then there is the Mexican tea cakes that Grandma G made.  I never cared much for them until I got older.  Now they never make it to the cookie plate on the Christmas table.  You have to make one batch and watch as they disappear, then a week or so later, make them again so as to have some for the party.  I think my dad likes these the best.

   Of course, if there is time, one has to make date-filled sugar cookies.  Again another favorite of my Grandma B and one which brings back many memories of her.  Every time I've tried to make them, though, the filling is not as smooth, the cookie not quite as good.  Still, I'll keep a tryin'.

   I've given up on making Spritz cookies.  Whether I use butter or margarine, I can't seem to get them out of the cookie press in a decent shape.  I will leave these for others to make.

   My favorite candy, though I don't remember eating it for Christmas exactly was Penuche.  My aunt would make it when we would spend the night at Grandma's house.  It is brown sugar fudge candy.  At least that's the way I remember it.  Another tradition at Grandma's was her version of Plum Pudding with lemon sauce.  You know the kind that you bake in a small coffee can.  I wonder what people use today, now that coffee cans are made of plastic or come in a bag?

   Then my husband brought his family traditions to the table.  His favorites are creme de menthe bars, German chocolate caramel bars, lemon bars and his grandmother's favorite, rum or brandy balls.  We don't have a Christmas season without these family favorites.

Rum Balls or Brandy Balls

1 10oz box of vanilla wafers, crushed and rolled fine.
1 1/2 cups powered sugar
1 1/2 cups walnuts, chopped fine
1/2 cup rum or brandy
3 tablespoons corn syrup
granulated sugar

Mix the rum and corn syrup together.  In a larger bowl, mix the wafers, sugar and walnuts together.  Add the rum/syrup mixture and mix.  Shape the dough into small balls about the size of a quarter.  Roll the balls in granulated sugar and put into a quart jar.  Cover and store in the refrigerator.  If they start to dry out add more rum to the container and shake to distribute evenly.  (I prefer using brandy.)


Now that I've brought them all to mind, I better start baking!

Christmas 1957 & 1958

Came across another picture of my sister and I, back during the Christmas season, 1957.  My mother would dress us in matching dresses, a tradition I continued with my children when they were small.  I laugh when I look at the decorations that are atop the piano.  The candleholder was a white birch log with two holes drilled into it.  We used it for many years.  I think if I were to look for it in the attic, I may still come across it.  And the stuffed animals.  I hope the small plant did not take the place of a Christmas tree.   I loved that piano.  It was black mahogany and I learned how to play the piano on it.  My folks traded it in for an electric spinet organ back in the middle 60's.  Today I own a mahogany spinet upright piano.  I played it for years until we got a baby grand piano.  Now the old upright sits forlorn in the basement.

Our folks sent out picture cards for many years early in their married life.  Because my father worked for the family grocery store, loved marketing and has a  "presentation is everything" mentality, he would set up photo sets to use for their Christmas cards. 

Christmas Card 1957

There are many shots of this setup, some of us singing, some of us laughing and some of us looking at the lamppole which looked like it was about to fall.  The following year brought about the decorations used at the store....



 Christmas Card 1958

Christmas in the Big Room 1991

I have just finished decorating the "big room" for the holidays and while putting away things in the closet came across some pictures from 20 years ago. 

The addition to the house was just added and the old two-car garage was converted into a dining room. 

Notice the doorway and pass-through window to the back hall.

We always had family gatherings and this year was no different, except that we had no walls, carpet, furnishings or much heat.  Still that did not stop us from having our annual Christmas morning breakfast!