A Retro Kind of Guy 

  

At Christmas time back in the nineteen fifties and sixties, you pretty much got a real tree for your home.  The trees we had were never watered enough and looked kind of spindly at the end of the season.  There were also artificial trees, but none that looked real because everyone had silver aluminum trees, including Michael.  An aluminum tree was not complete unless it was covered with round, pink ornaments and illuminated with a twirling, multi-colored floor light.

In a cleaning spree, a family member put Michael’s aluminum tree in the trash.  Being a retro kind of guy, Michael somehow salvaged the bottom half along with its stand.  Each Yuletide, Michael assembles half the tree along with pink ornaments and twirling floor light. Being a retro kind of girl, I look forward to seeing the tree each year.