1950

Christmas is joyous when we have our health;
Without great fame or abundance of wealth.
With a few new gadgets, trinkets and toys;
We're happy again with our girls and boys.

Our family tree continues to grow;
Since last year one at a time seams slow.
At Christmas our children's children and us;
Gather to count them and make a big fuss.

The stork came along the 7th of May;
And Monty and Betty had the Doc to pay.
Added to our grandchildren, ten from heaven;
Randy brings the number up to eleven.

The story is long and very hard to tell;
The Doc kept saying, you'll have to wait a spell.
The stork tired of waiting, delivered Randy;
Christmas Gift Betty, he sure is a dandy.

By A.Z. Matthews, December 24, 1950