Christmas Memory 1935

We were married in 1933 and living in Brooklyn, CT. Our first child arrived about one year later. My husband worked in Mousup, CT in a Sand and Gravel plant. Money was very tight. I wasn’t looking forward to Christmas that year, since money was so tight, but under the Christmas tree that year was a large box with my name on it. My attitude towards Christmas changed and I was so excited to see what was in that “Big” box. Christmas day finally came and with great anticipation I opened the box. I can only imagine what the look must have been on my face when I opened the box, because I immediately burst into tears when I saw what my husband had purchased for me -- an electric heater! My husband learned a very valuable lesson that year – appliances don’t make good gifts!