My Family and a couple of photos!

Hi dear friends!  The video I have chosen for this post is 1938 CHRISTMAS SEALS THEATRICAL COMMERCIAL.  I thought the commercial was well done and enjoyed seeing something from so long ago.  Hope you all like it.

I thought I would use the week to share my memories about my family.  My parents met after World War II here in Montreal on a blind date, as I was told.  They were introduced to one another by one of my parent's friends...and they dated and married one another a couple of years later in 1947.  I never met my father's parents.  His mother died when he was 8 years old and his father died when I was 2, I think.  I was too young when he died so I don't remember anything about him.  I never met my mother's father, either...but I remember my grandmother (mom's mother), as she died when I was 8 years old.  

My father's parents were born in Kent, England...my grandfather in Dartford, my grandmother in Dover.  My mother's parents were born here in Montreal.  I thought I would mention all this so you will know why I don't really talk about them.  I remember my grandmother as being strict, but that is really all I recall, as I didn't see her very often.  My father told me that his father was a very strict man and that his mother was very kind and loving.  My mother never really talked about her father, so I really don't have anything to say on that aspect.  

My parents never had much, but I always remember that they appreciated what they had and were happy to share it.  They gave me presents regularly, and I always enjoyed and appreciated what I got.  Mostly I received colouring books, Spirograph, Monopoly board game, dolls, crayons, things like that.  My father would often come home from work with some 12 cent comic books he purchased for me.  Archies, Little Lotta, Little Dot, (plenty from the Harvey collection).  My mother and father put up and decorated the Christmas tree. It was a vinyl tree that they took out and put up every year.  They would play Christmas music and my mother often sang along with the music.  I would be in bed by around 9:00 p.m. on Christmas eve, as we got up early on Christmas morning...usually 7 a.m. and would sit together and open our respective presents that were under the tree while listening to Christmas carols.  

When my parents first got married my mother, so she told me, didn't know how to cook....at all!  My father taught her.  My father was a great cook, he was also good at sewing and taking care of things that needed to be done.  My father would often make the breakfast on Christmas morning and he made his own no alcohol eggnog.  It was very good.  Christmas dinner was always nice, my mother always wore a Christmas apron and would set the table with a Christmas tablecloth.  We would either have chicken, turkey, ham or lamb, depending on the budget.  Whatever we had it was always good.  I especially enjoyed the turkey or lamb!
Before I forget, here are a couple more photos of my parents.  my parents  
The photo of my father was taken in 1950...the carriage belonged to my late brother, Richard.

Thank you all so much for taking the time to visit me here and for reading my memories.  It really means so much to me.  I always appreciate and enjoy reading your thoughts, which you can always share by clicking on the 'comments' link at the end of my post.