Twelve Days of Christmas: Fifth Day
Mom would select a Saturday afternoon in early November for an appointment with Canajoharie’s photographer, Maurice LeBel. He arrived with his tripod, fancy camera, flood lights on poles, and a pocketful of Sylvania flash bulbs. In the early years, my three sisters and I dressed in identical outfits made by our Nana. One year Mom wanted to have a “fire” in the fireplace so she positioned a lamp, minus the shade, behind three freshly cut logs. I have family Christmas cards from 1954-1972. Then Mom went to a Christmas letter and we submitted our own pictures.
“On the Fifth Day of Christmas my true love gave to me…
five… Christ…mas cards,
four vintage snowmen,
three special balls,
two wooden skis,
and a Christmas plate for Santa’s midnight snack.
I hope you held the notes in verse number five!