Wednesday, January 7, 2009

A Lost Christmas present - a flashback story


Flashback story – ”A lost Christmas present”.

When my sister Jane and I were 4 and 6 years old our mother took us from Oshoto, Wyoming at the D ranch by train to visit our Grandmother Sneath (Lois Rebecca McGregor Sneath) and her mother, Great Grandmother, Old Gram (Mary Lois Bridges McGregor) in Cranbrook, British Columbia. I remember traveling through some tunnels (like in the Polar Express movie) and seeing lots of snow as we traveled across Montana in December. Seeing all that wrapping paper flying at Don and Lora’s house this year 2008, reminded me of that cold Christmas morning in Canada, after we had finished unwrapping all the presents. Old Gram, after inspecting everyone’s new gifts said something about a game she had purchased for us girls and it was no where to be found in anyone’s pile of new treasures. Grandmother Sneath, being the tidy person she was, had already taken all the wrapping paper to the basement to put into the coal furnace. So we hurried down the stairs and began to search through the piles of paper. Sure enough, there was the present, a board game called Uncle Wiggily.

The original board game from that Christmas is long gone, but as a fun game for kids today, a replacement set can still be purchased. You can read more about it by going to Google.



About the family members in the next two photos:



Grandmother Sneath (Lois Rebecca McGregor Sneath, married to the banker Charles A. Sneath) and three Cox girls: Jane is standing next to Grandmother and holding her hand, Elizabeth is sitting in front, and Lois Ann in the chair. It was a big year for squaw skirts and concho belts. How about those shoulder straps (suspenders?)for Liz to hold up her skirt? The photo was taken in front of the fire place in grandmother's house in Cranbrook, British Columbia



4 generation picture includes Jeanette Sneath Cox, the Gram of our generation, in the hat and gloves is Grandmother Sneath, Lois Ann is the little girl and on the right is Mary Lois Bridges McGregor, the Gram of her generation

1 comment:

Becky in Wyo said...

Good history! You should write more stories from your childhood.