The Social Graces of a St. Louis Christmas

[Reposted]
ALAN writes:
A series of memories dating back many decades of Christmastime in St. Louis include:
The cold, pervasive, mysterious darkness that lay just beyond our living room windows on Christmas Eve nights in the 1950s and that stood in such contrast to the light, the warmth, the laughter, the conversation and the Christmas cheer that filled that room, and to the soothing voices of Bing Crosby, Rosemary Clooney, and Gene Autry on the 78-rpm Christmas records I played at age five while seated on the floor;
My grandfather reacting gratefully and gracefully when he received a modest gift from one of his children; having never expected much from life and being content with the basic necessities, he appreciated even a few simple, utilitarian gifts;
The two, tall, glass-enclosed candles that stood alit on our mantel every Christmas Eve;
The big evergreen Christmas tree in Aunt Lydia’s apartment in 1955 that stood as high as the ceiling;
Christmas visits at the home of cousin Carmella and her family of six children, evenings ending invariably with Christmas cookies and milk and coffee at their kitchen table;
Being taken by my father to see the huge Christmas trees in the lobby of the Missouri Athletic Club and the German House in St. Louis in the 1950s; (more…)

