Read by the fireside

Stories

Memories passed down, embellished just a little, every December.

Victorian

The Candle in the Upstairs Window

Every Christmas Eve, a single candle appeared in the attic of the old Hartwell house — lit for a son who sailed in 1871 and never came home.

1920s–30s

The Orange in the Stocking

In 1933 there was no money for toys. There was one orange, and it was the best gift she ever got.

Mid-Century

The Year the Aluminum Tree Spun

Dad brought home a silver tree and a rotating color wheel. The living room became a disco a decade early.

1970s–80s

Waiting for the Sears Wish Book

The catalog arrived in October and was circled to tatters by Thanksgiving.