Saturday, December 12, 2009

Festival of Postcards--December Edition--White


So this is your chance to share any of your black and white postcards, or colour postcards featuring white (think white sands and snow, White Cliffs of Dover etc.). As always, feel free to play with the theme. Do you have postcards depicting places that incorporate the word white (or bianco, blanc etc.)? How about a play on words (e.g. white elephant, it`s not black & white?) You’ve pretty well got carte blanche! Thank you to Evelyn over at A Canadian Family for hosting this event.



My postcard features my paternal grandfather, George Henry Hughes, who is riding on the back of a first aid wagon on the Queens Road, which I think is in Toronto, Canada. George was not able to enlist in the U.S. Army during World War I because his vision was so poor. Wanting to serve, he took a bus to Toronto, Canada and on August 1, 1917, age the age of 19, he enlisted with the Canadian Expeditionary Force as a member of the 20th MGC (Machine Gun Company). He was trained on the Vickers Machine Gun and earned his sergeant stripes poor eyesight and all ;-)




More on George Hughes and his military service:
George Henry Hughes and
Alot of Bureaucratic Red Tape

Friday, December 11, 2009

Happy Hanukkaah

HAPPY HANUKKAAH

Advent Calendar Day 6--Santa Claus


Believe in Santa Claus....100% while in elementary school. It was quite a low blow when I found out the childhood truth.

As a child I did write annual letters to Santa and I remember going to downtown Pittsburgh to visit Santa at Joseph Horne's. We would take the car or the streetcar in town. Lunch was always at Stouffer's and then on to see Santa. Following our visit, we would wander around town looking at the wonderful holiday animations in the three department store windows.


As Christmas drew near, there would be carolers wandering about in our neighborhood from the various local churches. Any child that might be close to doubting, would quickly change their minds on Christmas Eve as a "real" Santa Claus would be out walking up and down the streets of our neighborhood with his "Ho Ho Ho". Upon hearing that, the three of us Hughes kids would quickly jump into bed.

I don't know if it was a great time to be a child (the 50's) or if we were just fortunate to live in a very special neighborhood. It certainly did lend itself to some very exceptional childhood memories.

Advent Calendar Day 11--Other Traditions or Attack on the Spice Cake

     
     I have previously blogged about the Hughes family tradition every Christmas Eve....dinner out, church services at Hiland Presbyterian Church, coming home, going to bed, adults arriving for the annual party.

     Another holiday tradition that comes to mind was 12 nights after Christmas Day....Twelfth Night. As an elementary school child my best friend, Ruthie, and I anxiously waited for this Christian celebration at our church. During that week we would hoist our Christmas tree on top of the car, tie it down and drive it over to an area beside the church. Trees would be piled on top of each other. On the evening of 12th night all the church members would gather after dark and the pile of trees would be burned. Almost sounds somewhat pagan!!!!

     The tree burning was spectacular....the choir singing....passages from the Bible being read, however that was only Act 1 to the evening. Act 2 was held in the church's community hall. Cake and beverages were served. There were numerous, HUGE sheets of spice cake with vanilla frosting. And now for the part of the celebration that, those of us who were kids prepared for.......eating the cake. 

     Hidden in the cakes were 12 gold crosses. The lucky person who happened to find one in their piece of cake, kept it for one year and returned it the following December to be baked in the next years cakes.

     Ruthie and I took the "finding of the cross" very seriously. Annually, our plan was to starve during the day so we would be able to eat cake until we found a cross. Most years, Ruthie found a cross. Sadly, I never was one of the lucky winners......until one of the last years we attended Hiland Presby. That year, after eating numerous pieces of cake, I went up for what was to be my final plate. I believe that the church lady cutting the pieces saw me, had just cut into a cross and pushed it back into the small square of spice cake and handed it to me. A random act of kindness if there ever was one. I proudly wore that small cross around my neck for the next year.

     I decided to google Hiland Presbyterian Church to see if they still do the 12th Night celebration. Unfortunately, at present, their calendar does not go out that far. It was always a fun night of celebration coupled with a pretty awful stomachache and now a delightful memory.

Other Hiland Presbyterian Church Blogs on Flipside



-HILAND PRESBYTERIAN CHURCH--Memories from the 1950's

Updated October 2022

 

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Thursday, December 10, 2009

Advent Calendar--Day 4--Christmas Cards


As you can see, I'm playing hopscotch through the advent calendar in an effort to catch up. Christmas cards were always a part of the holiday celebration. Mom would begin at the end of November addressing and writing notes in the cards and posting them in the first week of December. I have continued that tradition, although have been somewhat remiss in the last two years :-(

I was thrilled several months ago when my cousin Kent shared a jpg of this old Christmas card featuring our mutual great grandmother, Wilhelmine Catherine Schwarz Stark. I am going to ball park the photo circa 1920's or 30's. Granny Stark's youngest son, Alfred Walter Stark, was a local photographer and probably took the photograph of his mother for this holiday card.

More about
Alfred Walter Stark on Flipside

Treasure Chest Thursday--Hughes Creche


     Only five pieces of this 1950's creche scene are original. By that I mean original to my Hughes family. 

1956
Greatly enlarged to see

     Mary, Joseph, Baby Jesus, the cow and the pink angel were all part of our Christmas decorations back in the 1950's on Washington Drive in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. Perhaps there were additional pieces that were lost or broken over the years. I can't remember. Mom set these up in the living room at Christmas after we moved to Bramble Lane, so they were a part of my holiday memory well into my teens.



     Made and hand painted in Italy and costing only 29 cents a piece, they were probably purchased at the local 5 & 10. I can't remember when they passed into my hands, but they have been an important part of my holiday decorating at least since the 1980's. With the advent of e-bay, I added to the collection, making certain that the "new" pieces were from the same collection and era.


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