Here’s another Christmas tale I published a few years ago. I still have those stars…Andrew still doesn’t like them…My girls do…and I also parted with a couple of them this year… ~Elle
I love to discover remnants from the past as I unpack my Christmas décor every year. The first of my discoveries this year were the stars. Oh my! There were lots of stars, but not as many as I used to have as I have shared them with all my girls who have an interest in family traditions. Andrews’ stars I still have and may never give to him. You see, he doesn’t like them – never has – and probably never will!
There is a story behind these stars. They are plain old plastic five-pointed stars used most commonly in store window displays. They probably date back to the late fifty’s. They hung on Aunt Tishy’s Christmas tree every year. There were probably a few hundred of them sparkling and twinkling down at us from each limb.
The story I remember being told was Aunt Tishy was in New York during the Christmas…
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