This is December 1954, the Becker family's first Christmas in America. My sister Hildi on the left, Mama, Papa, Ingrid and then Gitti is just below Papa and I'm just below Ingrid. I know, we've changed. Since I don't have anything big and exciting to write about, I decided to find a picture from long ago. I remember the doll I'm holding as if it were yesterday. This doll had a particular new doll smell that I will never forget. It's happened that when I've held one of my girls' dolls or grand daughters dolls that same smell was there and it brought a smile to my face and this is the Christmas I remember.
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Memories
Posted by ruth at 3:46 PM
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3 comments:
Oh, that is really sweet. Mom, don't you think Reagan looks like you in this picture?!?! How funny. Thanks for sharing such a fun memory.
It's neat how memories from your childhood can be so clear and how you still remember the new smell of your doll. I love that picture. I love you too, mamaleine
I love that picture! No wonder you are so beautiful- always have been!
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