Welcoming words, “You’ve got mail”
Consider the thoughtfulness of bringing cheer to those who are unable to leave their residences or care facilities.
Currently, the term “Shut-in” has an even more confining meaning. With a little effort, warm greetings can be sent to those in semi-isolation. Who would they be? A current or former neighbor, someone across the miles, a classmate of long ago. Anyone crossing your life’s path who could use an uplifting message.
Get started by shopping for or locating an unused box of cards. Purchase postage stamps. In addition to signing your name, include a pleasant memory you have about the Christmas or winter season. Your recollections may spark a similar memory within the addressee.
To multiply writings for multiple persons, print several copies on a copy machine or computer printer.
You may consider adding a decorative seasonal seal. Stash you’re writing inside the card and mail.
Should you need inspiration, following are three of this writer’s past experiences of decades ago.
A watcher only
My much older sister did things in which I was too young to participate. As we lived in a farming community, chores consumed daylight hours. Darkness came early in wintertime which did not hamper sledding for the young people. Our home sat between to steep hills allowing sleds to race by at breakneck speeds. To light the way, flashlights were tied to the sleds. All this occurred as I watched from the window.
A Christmas confession
How old is too old to be curious about hidden Christmas gifts? For me, I remained, let’s call it what it was, “Nosey,” even in seventh grade. Mother had hidden the stash of gifts in the rear of the coat closet where I’d found a sweater for me. Not wanting to wait until after Christmas when all the kids would have new clothing, I wore the find under my coat which no one saw as I left and returned home.
Jingles jog memories
Often, old time advertising jingles replay in my head. One melody was from the mid 1960s when my mother, sister and I took our little ones shopping for clothing. We looked forward to this event during both the Christmas and Easter seasons. Recently I was reminded of the buying trips while riding along Williamsport’s Lycoming Creek Road where remains standing the brick building which housed the Robert Hall Clothing Store. After some thought, the words of their jingle returned, which I sang to the occupant of the car with whom I was riding, one of the tots from that former time. Do you recall this jingle? “We’re doing our Christmas Shopping at Robert Hall’s this year. We’re saving on cloths for Christmas at Robert Hall’s this year.”