My parents , brother , uncle and aunts were still with us. We would gather at my mother's home for dinner and gifts.
Christmas is still great but I miss my parents and now my brother David especially so never the same.
During the 1990s my mother started to give gifts for Christmas that were memories or treasures rather than a gift bought or cash. I always treasured these gifts and waited with excitement to see what I would receive this year.
This is a letter from December 1992 , just seeing her writing is a gift. Mom left us February 1998 and dad September 2008.
Here is my letter and gift that year
Dec 1992
Merry Christmas
I don't know what they all are
but they were popular in the early
1900s ( perhaps in the 1800s
They use to hang them on the wall
as you can see its a momento
from the World's Fair (in Chicago)
1893. Be careful when you
handle it the material is like
fiberglass It'll stick into your
skin like splinters and boy hard
to get out. I've gotten some
under a fingernail
This was from among
some things we got from
Art's grandma estate Her
name was Mabel Hall ( Coleman)
Evidently they attended the fair
That would be a after Arts
Mom ( Alta ) was born (1892) so Mabel would
be in her 20s. Art says he thinks his grandfather Arthur
Hall was a carpenter and built
part of the building for the fair.
This gift was the start of my collection from that fair. I have a ruby red souvenir glass I paid way to much for , tickets to the fair, souvenir books and glass slides.
Interesting note is when she gave me this family treasure it was 99 years old. Now it is 126 years old and has passed from my great grandmother Mabel Coleman Hall to my father Arthur R Zion to me.
All wonderful pieces of history that I treasure.
Soon I will have to gather all my 1893 Chicago World Fair treasures to pass on to the safety of other family members to protect.
Merry Christmas to all 2019
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