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Christmas Memories: from Mike & Renea Watson

Christmas Memories and Tradition abound at homes of Adair County Historian Mike Watson and wife Renea: The Christmas Closet. The Fake Green tree he prefers in these times, but with found memories of going to the woods with Dad or Brother in childhood. The silver tree which goes up annually for one dad to his and family cat's great glee and horrification of many others. And much much more, in this delightful Christmas day reminiscence

By Mike Watson
Adair County Historian

Christmas memories are very important and most folk have one or two that come vividly to mind. I do remember several specific Christmases, but they were all good for me. I remember going to the woods with dad or my brothers and cutting a tree. This was tradition, until the fad for artificial trees came along. Then, and since, with one year as exception, we have always had a green "fake" tree. No mess, no muss. After we moved to town and settled in on High Street, we had the "Christmas closet" that housed nothing but Yuletide trimmings.


Still remember, still have, some presents from childhood on Earls' Ridge

As a child on Earls' Ridge, I remember certain presents, some I still have. When I was four or five Santa brought me a barnyard, complete with tin barn, plastic animals of every type, and plastic fencing; I don't have it now, but wish I did. Another year, in the latter half of the '60s Santa delivered the big yellow plastic semi-truck and trailer with winch and cover, battery operated. It's still parked, at the ready for service, in our basement. I remember finding the truck's box on a upstairs bed, but did not make the connection; that came a little later. The Handy Andy Tool Box and all the tools that a good carpenter could need came one year; I did a great deal of work with that one. And many other items over the years, but most did not make the impression of these.

Now we put up two Christmas Trees

Today, Renea and I usually put up two Christmas trees. One in the living room, tall and green, decorated just so. Renea often takes two or three tries to get it just like she wants; then later will reorder the ornaments on it again, maybe twice. That one is for "people" to see. Now, back in the den, where we lounge, read, watch television and the like, there is another tree most years. I just finished it this morning. A throwback from elementary school at Sparksville Grade Center and second grade with Miss Marie Collins--a silver tree, circa 1964 or so, space age in design. Most people cringe if they even think about one. I remember coming home from school that first time, when Miss Marie let us decorate it, and told my parents what a wonderful thing it was. No one else was impressed, I suppose.

My 'Sputnik' silver tree horrifies everyone but author & cat love it

Fast forward to about 2005. I had told this silver-tree story to my wife numerous times. I never thought of looking for one, though I would occasionally cross parts of one at an antique store or junk shop. A Christmas present delivered to my porch by UPS in mid-December. What a shock, my "Sputnik" tree; a present from my long-suffering spouse. Up it went that day; everyone was horrified. Not me, I loved it and still put it up, decorated with vintage ornaments from the '50s and '60s. It goes up for about 24 hours, mostly because the cat likes it more than I do, it seems.

The accompanying photo was taken today, after I fought the cat to get ornaments on it. Oh, well, it is a fun time of year for us "old" kids, too!

Merry Christmas, Mike and Renea Watson

God Bless America!


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Sputnik Aluminum Christmas Tree adored by Author & Cat



2014-12-25 - Harrodsburg, KY - Photo by Mike Watson.
. . . my "Sputnik" tree; a present from my long-suffering spouse. Up it went that day; everyone was horrified. Not me, I loved it and still put it up, decorated with vintage ornaments from the '50s and '60s. It goes up for about 24 hours, mostly because the cat likes it more than I do, it seems." - excerpt from accompanying Christmas memories by Adair County Historian Mike Watson

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