A very special box arrived today for Christmas. In our family, my grandparents had a little chipboard village set up under the tree every year. The tree was perched on a special tiered wooden stand Grandpa built into a corner. On each level fluffy batting provided a snow covered landscape, and each house was placed with figurines dotting the town by Grandma’s hand. As a child I remember spending precious time on the floor, carefully observing each piece and imagining where they’d spend their time. I am sure my cousins did the same… This set dates at least 1965, and you can tell by the wearing of the paint on Santa’s sleigh that it was well loved. This year the set was parceled out as precious gifts. Aunt Kathy, Mom, and Me. I found out that my mother lovingly said to send her part to me. Now that is love.
My Grandma collected these when her own children were at home. Remember S.W. Woolworths? The original dime store? The price on some of the houses indeed asks for a price of 10 cents. The accesories in the village were largely bought to be decor to adorn packages…Grandma says it is amazing they have held up at all for these long years…
And my call for Vintage choir pieces was answered…surprisingly with a choir of Angels from my own family! ”Then the angel said to them, ‘Do not be afraid, for I bring you good tidings if great joy which will be to all people. For there is born to you this day in the city of David, a Savior, Christ the Lord.’ ” Luke 2:10-11
Merry Christmas, count your blessings, remember what we are celebrating. “God bless us everyone…” as Tiny Tim said… Thanks Grandma, Kathy, Mom. I love you deeply and consider you treasured gifts in the foundation of my life.
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