A Birthday to be Remembered
December 19, 2007 | Nostalgia
It was difficult to pick a category. But….HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BUDDY! Your Dad and I were invited to eat Christmas dinner with the Westcotts. I had a one week old son, and was barely out of the hospital. Doris Westcott decorated our apartment, and your Dad bought the funniest Christmas tree I ever saw. The two branches on top of the tree looked like they were waving at us. He had bought a new set of ornaments for the tree. Nothing special. They were shaped like large teardrops. There were twelve of them. Colors of pink and green; blue, purple, and that’s all I remember.
The Westcotts never ceased to amaze me. Bill Westcott stood up and cut the turkey at the table. He sliced the pieces so paper -thin that you could see through them. And Doris’s Yankee bread stuffing was out of this world. Those two were well-bred and well brought up. He was a West Point graduate, and I forget what university she attended, but I was the poor “just a high school graduate” in the foursome, and I never could play “bridge” worth a shoot. It bothered your Dad something awful that I was poorly educated, and didn’t seem to excel at anything. But….I THINK this was about YOU. And at the time, I was holding my brand new baby boy, and I thought I was on top of the world. It was a wonderful Christmas. I had my little baby, and Mary had her baby, although she had her baby on April 6th, as I learned much later.
Your’s is still a birthday to be remembered. I started writing this post on December 18th, but I heard the cuckoo clock strike twelve-0-clock. Oops.
love eternally,
your mother, Elaine
3 Responses to “A Birthday to be Remembered”
Thanks Mom,
I always think of my B’day as special mostly because it IS overshadowed by Christmas and everyone is always in such a festive and giving mood regardless of my day of birth. If you have to give up the hoopla to someone, the savior is the best choice of all!
Spent most of the night in a clinic with Melissa, she slipped on a coke bottle and busted her back something awful. She’s a mess but well looked after…. nothing broken, just bruises all over her rear end.
She told me she went out to spend some time with her friends a few nights ago after a fairly brutal final exam and was surprised to turn around and see Beth standing there. They hugged and Beth said she loved her… it was a very healing experience. I hope someday we can all see how wonderful each other really is and learn to love again….
By Bud on Dec 19, 2007
Well Buddy “Happy Birthday”, I remembered it several times yesterday when writing dates and meant to call!
:) 
By lainie on Dec 19, 2007
Happy b-day daddy i feel so bad that I still haven’t made you your present! i love you dearly
By Alaina on Dec 20, 2007