To give you the Readers’ Digest condensed version, hubby’s aunt G, his mom’s only sister, passed away the day before Thanksgiving. She was the same aunt who we had visited lately while hiking. Aunt G was quite an interesting lady with 90 years of life experience and spunk to match. She was preceded in death by both her husband and only son. Hubby as one of her closest nephews is executor of the estate. She lived in the family home that was 150+ years old, and she left it packed to the rafters. She had jokingly warned hubby and his brother about that – turns out, she wasn’t really joking.
Among expired canned goods and spices in vintage containers, outdated prescription medicine (she was a practicing pharmacist still-who should have known better), yellowed newspaper clippings (Uncle S was a United Press International reporter for 32 years), Readers’ Digests condensed books with tattered covers (both were avid readers), and more than a bit of dust, we have uncovered massive amounts of old family photos along with some family history that she had taken the time to commit to paper. I have been scanning photos and handwritten notes fervently into my computer as we sort through boxes.
Other things have gone awry too – because when it rains, it pours. There was another out-of-town funeral in our extended family, son’s truck went on the blink, necessitating him borrowing my car while hubby was out of town on a rare business trip in his retirement, the few early online Christmas orders that I managed did not turn out smoothly, Windows Live Writer seems to be on blink, etc., etc., etc.!
There have been blessings too. Christmas cards were sent out in the mail, and a steady flow is arriving with snapshots of adorable nieces and nephews. College girl was home for a long weekend before finals. She helped decorate the tree and finish the other decorations which had been put on hold since she last started them the weekend after Thanksgiving. On Saturday morning, hubby and son sang and played music at a church pancake breakfast program. And that, dear friends, started us on our new trajectory –
In the holiday spirit, I will leave you with a bit of photographic family history uncovered at Aunt G’s. Here is hubby and his little brother admiring the Christmas decorations at their home in December 1965. Yes, that’s exactly 50 years ago. And yes, that’s more Christmas decorating than can be seen on my front door.
this week, around here, no matter what,
will be a big push to get Christmassy.
Hubby suggested she had the picture because she had sent them the hats and coats. You cannot see their faces, but you can imagine they are starting to feel like Christmas is coming. That is how I want to feel - simple child-like anticipation.
I have seen this picture before, and am having a bit of déjà vue. If I posted it on the blog in years’ past, my justification is that it is worth a second look on it’s 50th anniversary. Perhaps my déjà vue is a general sense from looking at lots and lots of old photos. Tell me, did it give you déjà vue?