During my dad’s move to his new house, many memories were unearthed. We found things none of us had thought about in years. But this find is particularly dear to me.
I thought I’d got all the Christmas decorations I grew up with when my mother died, but packed away in the attic were these Christmas stickers, or “seals” as they’re called on the packages.
As a child, I LOVED these! I wanted to put them on Every. Single. Package. Momma didn’t. She thought they were tacky. Mainly because she bought them at the five and dime. For the same reason, she didn’t like the pine cone elves that I adored either, but that’s another story for another day. So, since she didn’t like to use these, they remained packed away in a box in the attic.
Look! You could spell people’s names! How cool is that? There are more letters floating around in the box.
You could say Merry Christmas with silver stickers:
Or put a shiny, metallic paper wreath or poinsettia on the package:
My absolute favorites were the trees. Blue, red, silver, gold…. but oddly, no green. I believe I liked the blue ones the best.
These Christmas stickers were from the late 1940s to early 1950s. I’m not really sure. I expect she bought them as a young bride – who happened to work at a five and dime at the time. But I specifically remember them in the early 1960s. I have a distinct memory of them then. I can still smell the glue on the back.
What will I do with them? I certainly won’t use them on packages. Can’t bring myself to do that, but perhaps I’ll figure out a way to display them. Maybe just in a bowl?
