Now
I must go and build the fire in our room and wash my late dinner dishes and do
all the little things to make the evening comfortable. – Ina
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| The last Christmas at the farm, 1952* |
While Ethel went off to meet Sadie
on her way home from school, Ina sat down in the rocking chair near the dining
room window to rest a while before doing “the little things to make the evening
comfortable.” She mustn’t sit long, for daylight would soon wane, but for a few
minutes, she would let her thoughts drift toward the pending Christmas
celebration.
In Ina’s world, the Christmas season
was not extended. That is, there was no advanced decorating. “Getting ready for
Christmas” meant wrapping gifts, packing boxes for mailing, writing one’s
Christmas cards, and perhaps baking fruitcake. All household decorating was
deferred until Christmas Eve.
| Christmas Seals |
And even though the post office was
trying its best to get people to mail early, Ina was not obedient. She had her
own schedule for holiday happenings. Her cards and boxes were mailed by Dec. 20.
The one exception was the package to daughter Pearl, farming with her husband
in northern Alberta. That box was mailed a little earlier – just a little.
Additional decorating might be done on
Christmas Eve also. Boughs would be placed over doorways and pictures. Sisters
Ida and Mabel, still living in Drain, Oregon, often sent holly, and Vance,
living near the Washington coast, would include a swag for the door and
additional boughs of holly and bull pine with his box of gifts.
But – Ina had no holiday knick-knacks, nor did she want any. Her celebration was understated – and just right, in her opinion. KW
[*Ethel Dobson Robinson, her daughter Shirley Jean, Ina Dobson, and Shirley Jean's daughter Patricia]
