Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Daddy's Favorite Picture


My dad carried this picture in his wallet for years. It's our Christmas picture from 1965. My mom managed to get out a family picture for Christmas every year for about 20 years, a fact which amazes me after doing it with just two children for about that many years. More amazing still is that she made most of our clothes and did it all with a minimal amount of money.

I miss my dad at Christmas time. His traditional gift to all us in the early years was a box of chocolate covered cherries. Then he switched to Whitman's Samplers as we got older. I remember the first year after he died, and how I knew I would miss that box of Whitman's under the tree. Lucky for me, one of my males anticipated this and wrapped up a box for me.

I am not sure why my dad choose this particular picture to carry with him. I suppose he liked seeing his daughters all lined up like that, in living color. When he was in his 70's and even into his 80's he liked to wait on the bench at the front of WalMart while my mom shopped and he'd talk to people. He'd strike up a conversation with just about anyone, and soon enough, he'd say, "Would you like to see a picture of my five daughters?" He'd take out his wallet and pull this picture out. By this time, we were all grown, married, and most moved to other states, but there in his wallet, we all stood, frozen in time, lined up, side-by-side.
Merry Christmas, Sisters. I'm glad you are in my life.

2 comments:

Eileen Simmons said...

What I like about that photo is that I'm NOT the shortest one--yet! By the way, the first ornament I pulled out of my boxes to put on my Christmas tree this year was the one you sent with the photo of all five of us in the middle of the snowflake.
Love,
Eileen

Tracy said...

Ahhh, Betty, I love the picture and such a treasure; a simple representation of the love in your heart for your father!