I was just looking at some pictures that my wife put up on her blog and it took me back to when I was little. I've dredged up a few pictures from the past. I'm a little unsure of the timing, but from what I'm wearing and from Margaret's size and age, I'm pretty sure that this is mostly 1965. This picture is not Christmas, but it's a clue. Note that Margaret is having her 3rd birthday (November of 1965), I'm 6 years old in this picture.
Here are a series of pictures of us around our Christmas tree, in the dining room of our house on Imperial Street in Burnaby.
One of the highlights of the year was visiting a friend, we called "Miss Lydia". This was probably after Christmas, and I'd had a haircut.
I got the honoured spot on her lap. I got this army helmet (with a first aid symbol on it, indicating I was a medic). I loved this helmet and for years, I'd wear it, riding my bike around with my toy guns, playing war with my friends.
I used to add my toy plastic animals to the manger scene. My mother never minded, in fact it might have been her idea. She caught me playing with them, here.
Playing with open toys under the tree.
I remember all these toys. I loved the monkey, the train and the tractor with the trailer that it would pull. I recall that the steering wheel actually turned the front wheels.
This wasn't actually Christmas, I think it was the following January, but you can see that we had some serious snow. I've got my little-red-barn lunch-box with Dick and Jane sitting on the fence and Spot running. I did a little hunt on the internet and couldn't find it anywhere. I'd love to find a good picture of one.
Update: I found a good picture of one:
Finally, for fun, I threw in a much later picture, from 1969, when I would have been 10. I believe this was another visit to "Miss Lydia's" place, as I don't recognize the furniture.
So that's my little trip down memory lane. I hope that this stirred up a few of your own memories!
Hope you're having a Merry Christmas and that you have a Blessed New Year in 2012!