I remember well the ornaments on the family Christmas tree growing up. My favorites were the delicate glass ones handed down from my grandma, or new ones bought that looked like grandma’s and great grandma’s collection. I get to revisit them as we decorate our tree each year. The yellow, red, and blue ones pictured here are all that is left from generations gone by.
In doing research for the last chapter of the 3rd Nash Sisters novel, I rediscovered those ornaments and their story. It was a delightful find! Memories and emotion came racing back at seeing the variety from the 20s through the 60s.
I hope you enjoy reading this and uncovering memories of Christmases past.
Leatha Marie 
Leatha–thanks for posting this. Our house burned down in 2000. We had to replace everything, including Christmas decorations. Ann and I hit “antique” stores in places like Reidsville and found boxes of shiny brites. Finding those old glass balls made Christmas for us. Of course, we still hang them.
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