Reminds me of the wartime tree we had when I was growing up. The branches were made of paper, twisted together on long wires, and each branch was attached to the main trunk (a long dowel rod) with paper tape of some sort. Daddy would take in out of its long cardboard tube, thunk it on the floor and all of the branches would fall open. When Christmas was over, he’d turn it upside down, thunk it on the floor again, and the branches would fall back against the trunk. Slide it back into the tube and roll it under the bed until next year.
Reminds me of the wartime tree we had when I was growing up. The branches were made of paper, twisted together on long wires, and each branch was attached to the main trunk (a long dowel rod) with paper tape of some sort. Daddy would take in out of its long cardboard tube, thunk it on the floor and all of the branches would fall open. When Christmas was over, he’d turn it upside down, thunk it on the floor again, and the branches would fall back against the trunk. Slide it back into the tube and roll it under the bed until next year.