We sentimentalize the holidays even as we re-gift the fruitcake, buy toys on Christmas Eve and chortle (over eggnog) about Uncle Harry’s latest girlfriend. To truly pay homage to Virginia’s seasonal traditions, we’d have to do some carousing and belsnickeling, as folks did long ago. Oh, t’was a very merry time.

by Caroline Kettlewell

12/21/09 3:37 PM

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The holiday season, most would agree, is a long-running spectacle. It begins coloring retail shelves in red and green in early autumn, builds momentum with an elbows-out, post-Thanksgiving shopping binge, reaches a sustained crescendo of lights, decorations, food and festivities between mid-December and New Year’s, then peters out into January gym specials and displays of deeply discounted wrapping paper and apple-cinnamon-scented potpourri. That’s the way it is—a carnival mash-up of the sentimental, sacred and profane. But if you’re more than 10 years old and celebrate Christmas, the memories are somewhat different.

Even in the recent foaming at the mouth over whether your Wal-Mart greeter wishes you a merry Christmas or happy holidays, the holly-and-the-ivy season in Virginia is 400 years of converging customs, cultures, prohibitions, fashions and controversies. Truth be told, there’s no such thing as a traditional Virginia Christmas, and there never really was, the season having come over from England as an already rather murky mélange of pagan saturnalia and the Christian nativity, with some agrarian-society harvest festival thrown in.

Take, for example, the Christmas tree. O tannenbaum, O tannenbaum, more than a million of you are cut down and sold every year from Virginia farms these days, but you arrived in Virginia from Germany and didn’t achieve widespread adoption until late in the 19th century. Eric Bryan, Deputy Director of the Frontier Culture Museum of Virginia, in the Shenandoah Valley, notes that holiday season visitors have often been surprised, and sometimes incensed, that no Christmas tree stands in the museum’s American Farm exhibit, which is interpreted for the year 1820. A Staunton newspaper from the 1850s still considered the Christmas tree such a novelty that it reported on a resident who put one up and then opened his house for everyone to come and marvel at the wonder. In an oral history looking back on her childhood in early-20th-century Patrick County, Pearl Witt Kendrick recalled, “People just didn’t put up trees when I was a child.”

What did happen on Christmas day, Kendrick said, was her father and brother going outside and firing the shotgun in the air. Apparently nothing said “peace on earth” like a hail of gunfire; the tradition of “shooting in Christmas,” or its variant, “shooting in the New Year” (sometimes with fireworks rather than firearms), was remarked upon by a visitor to Virginia at least as far back as the 1700s. Back in Patrick County, Kendrick worried, “After hearing Mama tell the story of Christ’s birth, the Lord seemed so real and close to me that I was afraid Dad might accidentally shoot him.”

We sentimentalize the holidays even as we re-gift the fruitcake, buy toys on Christmas Eve and chortle (over eggnog) about Uncle Harry’s latest girlfriend. To truly pay homage to Virginia’s seasonal traditions, we’d have to do some carousing and belsnickeling, as folks did long ago. Oh, t’was a very merry time.

by Caroline Kettlewell

12/21/09 3:37 PM

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  • Belsnickeling

    Added to my list of favorite words: Belsnickeling. It's just fun to say.

    Posted by -Ship December 23, 2009 08:57:21

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