Have you seen the movie A Christmas Story? There is a famous scene in which the little boy visits Santa at Higbee’s Santaland. Here I am with Santa at Higbee’s in 1950 or 1951.
The truly unusual thing about this picture is that I am by myself. Mother usually took us children together, and we were photographed as such. For some reason I was there that year as the representative for the whole family. Mother retold the story of this visit often:
She said I started out by saying, "Billy asked me to tell you what he would like." I then listed 3 items that my older brother had mentioned to me. Then I said, "And my little brother asked me to ask you for these things." And I told him the 3 things my younger brother was hoping for. At this point, Mother said, Santa leaned back and turned me a little so that he could make eye contact.
"Honey," he said, "don't you want anything for yourself?"
Life was good, and I couldn’t think of a thing.
Since neither of my brothers had asked for a bb gun, Santa apparently didn't feel the need to give me the safety advice he gave to the boy in the film, and I was sent on my way.