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12.5.18 … And Let the Season begin! …

Christmas Tradition #3: Celebrating the birth of the brother.

We call it St. Edmas Day. And in my family, Christmas shopping and decorating didn’t begin until after December 5. I don’t know if my mom intended it to continue 60 years, but her saving Christmas until after Edward’s day just seemed like the right thing, so I generally do it, too.

This year, I ran across this Henri Nouwen quote and have shared it with several of you on your birthdays. It seems appropriate to share again for my BIG brother’s BIG 6-0hhh!

“Birthdays need to be celebrated. I think it is more important to celebrate a birthday than a successful exam, a promotion, or a victory. Because to celebrate a birthday means to say to someone: ‘Thank you for being you.’ Celebrating a birthday is exalting life and being glad for it. On a birthday we do not say: ‘Thanks for what you did, or said, or accomplished.’ No, we say: ‘Thank you for being born and being among us.’

On birthdays we celebrate the present. We do not complain about what happened or speculate about what will happen, but we lift someone up and let everyone say: ‘We love you.'” #HenriNouwen HERE AND NOW

And maybe, just maybe, I can refocus Christmas and say “Thank you for being born and being among us.”

So, happy birthday, Edward!

And Let the Season begin!

12.5.18

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12.5.18 … Greenwood Ice Cream, nuf said …

Driving Mama Lindsey, Greenwood Ice Cream Company, chocolate orange ice cream, Ansley Park, Brookwood Hills, Neel Reid, Georgia’s Old Governor’s Mansion, Christmas Traditions Pineview GA

I must note that before our drive I visited the Greenwood Ice Cream Company factory store. They do not sell ice cream retail, only institutional sales to clubs and restaurants, and the store is decrepit. But if you grew up here you probably grew up on it. My brother has a favorite, Chocolate Orange, and I agreed to pick up the 1.5 gallon container. i

Back to the drive … We began the drive about 2 pm. It feels cold, but is gloriously sunny in Atlanta today. So we bundled up and headed out.

We started by heading south on I 85 and got off at Peachtree Street/Spring Street. We came up beside Rhodes Hall and talked about The Yellow Lantern, a small bookstore that was in the strip across the the street. We used to take my grandmother there when I was little. I remember being confused because she would “rent books.”

After that we drove through Ansley Park and discussed the usual friends and family who had lived there. Then as we were finishing up our route and were on The Prado, I noticed a small historical marker: The Granite Governor’s Mansion. Very interesting.

And then we headed north on Peachtree to Brookwood Hills. As we headed north, we discussed the 1958 Temple Bombing. Mom didn’t remember much, but she does remember visiting the Temple with a Bible Class. (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hebrew_Benevolent_Congregation_Temple_bombing)

Brookwood Hills looks good. And we talked about how we hope the family that bought 139 Brighton from her in 2001 loves the house and neighborhood as much as we did. We made a few loops around the other streets, and as we exited on Palisades, we noticed that the Luxenburger’s house is on the market. They have lived there 50+ years. What a great house!

This architecturally significant Neel Reid gem has not been on the market in over 50 years! James Means heart of pine library and private garden addition is a rare treat. This home offers 10′ ceilings, spacious rooms & impeccable details throughout. Private gardens feature a slate patio, many original plantings, and an Ivan Bailey fountain.

(Source: Zillow, https://www.zillow.com/homedetails/14-Palisades-Rd-NE-Atlanta-GA-30309/35900238_zpid/)

And then out to Peachtree again. As we neared Peachtree Battle, she asked to stay on Peachtree all the way to Lenbrook.

So we creeped along noting all the new tall buildings.

I decided to ask her about her childhood memories in Pineview GA.

She prefaced the conversation by saying Christmas was not a big deal.

She and her mom would go to the woods and cut a tree, set it up and decorate it. Her mom did not cook because she had cooks, but she did bake cakes. She never remembers sharing a holiday meal at her grandmother’s house, but does remember sometimes going to Aunt Bertha and Uncle Josh’s house. She doesn’t remember any special presents. So in general Christmas was not a big deal. No wonder she always seemed overwhelmed by the big fuss my dad and his family made of it.

Another great ride.

12.5.18




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