My sister Donna and I are postcard collectors. She likes Christmas, Easter, patriotic and presidential themes. I look for cats on cards during our treasure hunting jaunts. Categorized as ephemera, postcards typically are paper-based and printed for a short-term purpose. They are not expected to be kept, cherished or collected. This Christmas postcard was hand-delivered to Mrs Widmeier and written in pencil by May Kelsay. The divided card was typical circa 1907-1915. Dated Dec. 25, 1912, it has been kept for 107 years. Perhaps the card was even cherished! Now it is part of Donna’s collection.
The tranquil rural scene, paint brush sky and holly berry branch transport me in a split second to long ago memorable Christmas gatherings with my grandparents and parents.
In 2009 after mother passed away, my siblings Donna, Larry, Steve and sister-in-law Judy and I continued the traditional get-together where we grew up and Steve now lives. We added a few twists such as reindeer antlers, gigantic eyewear for photo shoots, fun-filled stockings and baked Alaska. A tradition that remained was decorating the twelve-foot tree adorned with mother’s impressive collection of red and gold ornaments. No bows, no tinsel, just beautiful ornaments and white lights.
Since 2009, I have missed one country Christmas in 2015. This year will make the second time as Mr. Parkinson’s agenda kept me from traveling. I will sadly miss everyone, kitties included. Joe reminded me when I had to cancel the flight that things change. Oh, he is right!
But I also know “what will never change is our cherished time together and our heartfelt love for one another.”