STOCKINGS & EARLY RISINGS
Seasonal exhibit now on display in the Cut Knife Library, 113 Broad Street.
“The Santa sock in depression years was a man’s gray work sock. An orange and an apple filled the toe and heel spaces, nuts still in their shells and coloured hard candy filled the rest of the foot – one gift occupied the leg.” ~ Ruby Sleath, page 56
“Before bedtime, us kids would each nail up one of Dad’s wool socks onto the stair railing. We each had our own spot, arranged of course by age.” ~ Cheryl Rowswell, pg33
“Some of my earliest Christmas memories involve hanging stockings for Santa to fill. We usually got an orange, some nuts and candies in our stockings and we always used Dad’s socks because they were bigger.” ~ Norman Rewerts, page 30
“Valerie remembers the anticipation as a small child, waking at 3:00 a.m. wondering if Santa had yet paid us a visit. Bev says if we came downstairs too early, Dad would send us right back upstairs to bed.” ~ Bonnie Ramsay, page 27
“6:00 a.m. finally came – the legal time to wake Mom and Dad. Along with me, my siblings waited “patiently” at the top of the staircase waiting for Mom and Dad to accompany us. It was the rule in our home – no one could make a step downstairs without Mom and Dad.” ~ Cheryl Rowswell, page 33
“I was 10 years old. It was about 2 o’clock in the morning of Christmas Day and my brothers and I were wide awake and holding a discussion in their bedroom… Would it be OK to go downstairs at this hour and check out the Christmas tree? Perhaps we had better wait another hour because remember last year Dad had been mad and roared “Get back to bed!” 3 a.m… we’d better wait another hour because last year Dad had been really mad. 4 a.m… we were still nervous about upsetting Dad. He’d been REALLY mad at us last year… 5 a.m… 6 a.m… we heard Mom getting up to stuff the turkey… it was safe to rush downstairs…” ~ Jean Lawes, page 14
“As Sheila recalls, we’d waste no time crowding down the stairs one behind the other, trailing our blankets. She remembers us peeking around the corner at our bulging stockings, and that our excited jabber of “He was here! He was here!!” would be answered by Dad’s ‘Go back to bed, it’s too early.’” ~ Amy Singh, page 43
Previously: From Tinsel to Electric Lights | Santa Claus Day & Shopping Local | School Concert to Christmas Concert | The School Concert, Part 2 | The School Concert, Part 1 | Intro to Prairie Christmas.
If you have any memories of early Christmases in the Cut Knife area that you’d like to share with our readership, please email or add to the comments below. We’ll put them all together in a final blog post in early January.
All excerpts in this Prairie Christmas blog series will have been taken from Prairie Christmas: A Collection of Stories and Recollections published as A Clayton McLain Memorial Museum Project, Cut Knife, Saskatchewan 2006 – 2007. Remaining copies are available for purchase for $10. See the website’s Gift Shop page here.
~ Debbie M.
Clayton McLain Memorial Museum 