The Christmas Tree

Dec 17 2017, 10:57 pm in ,

The Christmas Tree

 

     Queue the reel-to-reel… tat, tat, tat, goes the old reel-to-reel movie projector, blinking into focus…

 

     A red flatbed truck pulled into the drive and backed up to the porch of the old farm house. Five small children watched with wide-eyed wonder as two large Scott Irishmen hopped out of the cab. Squeals of excited laughter echoed off the porch ceiling. Dad and our uncle had brought home the biggest and best tree. Ever! In all the history of Christmas trees.

     Our mom was not happy with the huge tree. “Jack what have you done?” He grinned like a kid and winked at me. His response was a little slurred, “The kids ask for a big Christmas tree this year. So we found one. Come on, Cat. It’s not much bigger than any of the others we have had in the past.”

     After trimming the bottom and making a special tree stand, they stood the tree upright. The bottom branches took up over half the small living room. The top was bent at a forty-five degree angle with two feet of tree bent at the ceiling. My dad and uncle were laughing like school boys and my mom was fuming, especially when they laid it down and the top went out the front door.  

     They trimmed off the back of the tree and cut two feet off the bottom, stood it back up, and it fit flush against the wall. After the mess was cleaned up we decorated this most beautiful tree with what few glass ornaments and large Christmas lights we had and added a lot of tinsel to fill in the gaps.

     Dad put the gold glass star on the top and we all stood back to admire the tree.

     It seems that the star was the last thing the tree could handle as it came crashing down sending glass ornaments shattering in fifty directions.

     My uncle burst out laughing. My mom was furious because she had just cleaned up that mess and we were all devastated.

     My dad said, “Cat, I have this. You and the kids go out on the back porch and we will fix it.” Famous last words. Two slightly intoxicated Irishmen fixing something should be your first warning.

     Hammering and swearing should be your next one.

     When we came back inside, they had wired the top of the tree to the ceiling and…yes, being ingenious souls they hammered four three inch nails into mom’s hard wood floors.

     We almost lost my dad that day, because my little four-foot-nine, Cherokee French mom almost killed him. 

    I think of this story every Christmas.   

                 I did not bring any traditions from my past. I made my own.  

 Myself, I love Christmas and sometimes put up as many as seven trees. Hope you enjoyed this slice of my life and my Christmas decorations. 

                                              

      

 

 

 

Merry Christmas                                          Christine Galloway Evans      

 

 

                                  

                                              

Christine Galloway Evans was born in a small Texas town and in her youth worked with her uncle rebuilding cars. She earned a small business and Cosmetology degree from San Jacinto College.

Ms. Evans has worked in and owned a Hair Salon and Bridal Salon. She’s had several small businesses including one creating gift baskets for hospitals, and another making and selling stuffed animals.

Somewhere along the way, she realized that her true love was weaving stories and creating new worlds. To date, Ms. Evans has completed several short stories but is unpublished. 

 

Every day Christine posts Christmas photos guaranteed to make you smile on her facebook page . You can follow her here 

7 responses to “The Christmas Tree”

  1. rhenuber says:

    I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE, this story. Thanks for sharing with us.

  2. Christine Evans says:

    Thank you for posting my memories!

  3. Rebekah says:

    Great story!

  4. Alyssa Henderson says:

    I can totally see this scene play out. LOVED this!

  5. rhenuber says:

    Okay, Christine I’m thinking you should write and publish this as a short Christmas story.

  6. Liza says:

    So funny!! I can just imgine it lol

  7. Patricia says:

    Your story is beautifully and colorfully written. I stepped into it as I read it. As your neighbor and good friend, I wish you great success in your future.

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