Here’s Pearl celebrating Christmas, 1959. She looks sad sitting there by herself, but we have to imagine a family on the other side of the room telling her to smile. The big pile of presents indicate company.
You can’t see much of her clothes, but I’m guessing she has on a sweater and shirtwaist dress. Her comfortable, sensible shoes perhaps could double as slippers.
My family sometimes had similar sad trees when we left off tree buying until the last minute. Pearl and has compensated with a lot of tinsel. So much here reminds me of my childhood—the popcorn strings, the big glass balls, the white stencils on the windows, and even the TV tray.
Does anyone still have tinsel?