Gloria and Bob in new snowsuits

For Christmas 1958, my brother and I each got a new snowsuit. Mine was red and made swishing sounds when I walked. I don’t think Bob wore a snowsuit; he preferred a jacket with snow pants.

Money was very tight, so we had to wait until Christmas and birthdays for new clothes. But we were kids, and we didn’t know we were poor. I was just happy to have my brand-new red snowsuit! Merry Christmas to me!

P.S. In the bottom corner of the photo, you can see my brand-new bride doll. That was such a huge surprise!