From my February prep and research for my book project Scrap:
I’ve been working with a scene about my sixth birthday party, and it occurred to me that such a staple of my childhood is a segue to certain aspects of the culture of the time period. The post feels simplistic to me, but I’ve actually fretted over each detail here more than is probably warranted ;).
When I was a really little kid, in the late 50s and early 60s, the years were divided by Christmas. Since my birthday is in July, that event broke up the boring rest of the year known to me as not-Christmas.
I was an only child until I was well past seven, so my parents didn’t miss an opportunity to give me a birthday party.
WHEN:
1957-1962
WHERE:
In Kalamazoo, Michigan, where I grew up, we didn’t have parties in public places or restaurants, but in our own homes.
My parents had our parties in the living room, the basement, and out in the backyard, depending on the weather and my mom’s mood.
1959: my birthday party in our living room
WHO:
Most of my birthday party guest lists were a combination of local relatives–my maternal grandparents, my mother’s younger sister, and her brother and his family—and the neighborhood kids.
I remember the beginning of one party where I let the other kids in the front door, one or two at a time. They were rarely with adults. After all, we were all neighborhood kids and we roamed at will.
The girls wore pastel chiffon layered party dresses with full skirts and petticoats. My own dress was pink with darker pink cherries on the chiffon overskirt. I had fallen in love with the dress when I’d taken it out of the tissue paper Mom had it wrapped in, but now I was the only girl in a print dress. That felt strange, but good, too.
A lot of my dress-up dresses were swishy or crackly fancy fabric, like chiffon, and were worn over a net petticoat. Notice the bow sash on the back of the dress in the photo above; that sash was typical of my dresses.
Front view, fancy dress
1959
When the boys got a little older they wore ties if they were friends. Relatives did not. Most of the boys wore their hair in some version of a crew cut, but most had practically shaved heads with a little bang left so you could tell if they were blond or dark-haired. I don’t remember any minority kids ever attending because my neighborhood was all white.
Birthday picnic in the yard for relatives
Note my cousins’ butch-style crewcuts
and my tennis dress rather than a fancy dress
All the rage
Did I mention that over those crew cuts and the girls’ short to medium length hair, we wore silly party hats? See first photo above :).
Sometimes the party hats looked like upside down ice cream cones
REFRESHMENTS:
Birthday party mints
for table and party favor bags
Flat sugar mints for bridal and baby showers
Mom served a birthday cake, which she had made herself. Usually it was a layer cake, standard size. Sometimes she made a sheet cake in a tin cake pan with a sliding lid for church potlucks.
If we served a meal, it was simple fare like hot dogs or Sloppy Joes and jello molds.
Mom bought little candles from the grocery store for the top, along with pre-made candy decorations and matching candle holders. She served punch, mints, and peanuts. The mints she served us were the small, less expensive mints.
For fancier goings-on, like baby showers, she served the flat sugar mints, which I liked to melt on my tongue.
WHAT TO BRING:
Although my relatives did bring me modest gifts, I don’t remember gift opening being an important activity. If the other kids brought anything, it would have been a simple toy like jacks or marbles or a jump rope. I had no sense of expectation for gifts or a notion that there was anything in particular that I just had to have.
Jacks
EVENTS:
We liked to play games at parties. They were typical, well-structured party games. We didn’t have video games or watch movies or go bowling. We played Pin-the-Tail-on-the-Donkey, balloons relays, memory games, and went on scavenger hunts when we were a little older.
Dad nailed a big poster of the donkey, sans tail, onto a piece of cork attached to the cement block wall in our basement. Then we took turns being blindfolded with Dad’s bandanna and stumbled a few feet with our paper donkey tail, a thumb tack stuck through it. The person who nailed the donkey’s rear end most accurately won the prize.
Poster and tails included
For balloon relays Dad and I had to blow up a zillion balloons before the kids got to the house. Since I didn’t have very big lungs at that point, that meant that Dad had to generate a lot of air. He’d get giddy and start acting silly from all the puffing into balloons. Then he and I would roll around laughing. The object was that teams tried to beat each other at popping the most balloons.
Once us kids were old enough to write, we would play memory games. Mom would line up some small household objects on a tray and we would have to memorize them and then write them down on a piece of paper from memory.
Sometimes Mom bought little party books. Then we would play paper and pen games. Does anyone remember those books? Was it one book with several pages for each game–where you tore out the pages and passed them around? Or did each guest get a book?
What was important is that every game would net a winner, and the winner would get a prize. The prize was never expensive, but it was something to take home. Each guest was given a paper party favor bag with about ten mints, ten peanuts, a sucker, and one noisemaker. If you won a prize, you got to add that item to your party bag.
The prizes were toys like these:
Party prizes or costumes for a themed party
Party prizes
