This must be Christmas 1962, the year “everyone” came to Eugene. This seems to be the only picture I can find of that year. Mom has the table set, but I don’t remember ever having gifts on the plates.
That’s Baby Mark in Mom’s lap in the first photo, he’d be less than 2 months old. That’s my first train…it was battery operated. I’d almost forgotten about the knitted Santa on the door knob.
Christmas 1964 was the evidently the year of the Robe! Things got a little blurry in a few of these photos, and Mom is exhausted by the end of the day!