When I was young, very young, like 8 maybe, I was given $2 and turned loose in the Dime Store to buy Christmas presents for my family. I had Mama, Daddy, and 3 sisters to buy for. If I had done the math I’d have known that was 40¢ for each person. Two dollars seemed like an awful lot of money so the first thing I did was spend a nickle for a candy bar (you can see it was a long time ago).
Daddy was easy, a crystal ash tray. For Lois one of those blue glass tubes of Evening in Paris; do you remember the ones with the tassel on the cap? I don’t remember what I bought for Ginny and Mama, but I know that I still needed to get Lola something and all I had left was a nickle.
Because there was so little to work with, I spent a lot of time shopping for Lola. I did regret having started with the candy bar, so that was a good lesson and the Evening in Paris was way over budget at 75¢. I had paid for each gift as I choose it, so there was no returning anything.
After scouring that Dime Store I finally settled on one of the little packages of Kleenex, which at that time cost a nickle. Looking back on it, I see that we had definitely been raised to be gracious about gifts because Lola didn’t disparage the meager gift, but said ‘Thank you, just what I need for my purse.’
Lola says now that she doesn’t remember the year I gave her a nickle package of Kleenex, and no wonder. But I remember, I think of it every year when I do Christmas shopping.
We don’t do much Christmas gifting anymore. Dick & I don’t exchange gifts and the grand children are grown up and just want gift cards, which are easy. But I do look forward this year to buying gifts for the family the Guild will adopt for our Christmas. I think of the pile of gifts we gave last year and the way we made the mother feel when she saw that she needed her whole car to carry things home.
Merry Christmas, fellow quilters. I cherish you all.
Jan


