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Heartwings Love Notes 804 - Riding the Time Machine

Heartwings says, "We can't live in the past but we can sure enjoy visiting there."

What fun it would be to hop onto a time machine and return to the Christmas shopping of my childhood when I was nine or ten and bought my parents small stocking presents at Grants and Woolworth's. I want to return to the days when a ten dollar bill sufficed to purchase just about everything I wanted to buy for them. Maybe there would be enough left over for an ice cream cone. I loved the way the store smelled when I walked in, and the overflowing counters with the glass part in front that made sure things didn't roll off onto the floor.

I didn't mind no longer believing that Santa filled the stockings, because it was such fun to wrap up my gifts for my parents and write notes on them the way they did. I always bought Ponds cold cream and vanishing cream. My mother told us a joke once about the latter. It seems a child took off all her clothes, rubbed her whole body with vanishing cream, and then went downstairs where her parents were hosing a party. The polite guests pretended not to see her. The next morning she told her mother gleefully that vanishing cream really worked. My twelve year old self thought that was very funny.

My time machine would whisk me back to my Great Aunt's dining room with all the relatives gathered together and finger bowls brought in at the end of the Christmas meal. It would take me down the snowy streets with the sparkling stars way up high, and the carols on the radio. Those times seemed quite simple compared to now. The television had only a few channels, and the programs didn't play all night but ended with a test pattern. Mothers mostly were at home, there was only one car per family, and my mother's friends meet for lunch and chitchat over their mending.

In my time machine I would also visit the wondrous Daniel Lowe's department store in Salem with all the glittering silver and crystal when you walked in. I did no Christmas shopping there. Salem was the big city to me and we seldom went. Nearby Beverly was smaller. That was where the Woolworth's and the Grant's were, as well as Almay's department store. We did some of our shopping there. In those less frantic times no one thought to purchase gifts until a few weeks before Christmas. The stores waited until after Thanksgiving to decorate for the holidays or play Christmas music. However, that was then. Though different from that time, now has its delights as well. While the past is fine to visit, I wouldn't wish to live there.

May your memories of the past fill your heart with joy in the present moment.

 

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Blessings and Best Regards,
Tasha Halpert
 

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