Well, we got our white Christmas, 3 inches or so worth. It was sort of perfect, really. It came down, ever so softly, outside our windows from 9- 3. We had our traditional gathering of friends, and in between the charcuterie platter of meats, cheeses and their accompaniments, bacon-wrapped pork tenderloin, bottles of wine and all the stories and laughter, the topic of tinsel made a cameo. Why all the tinsel on trees back then and the scarcity of it these days in trees? For me, it made the tree almost come to life in all its sparkle. All our moms used it. Loaded the trees with it. Bottom line, the consensus was because most trees back then, at least in these parts, tended to be cut right off the land, they took on the look of 'charlie brown' trees. Tinsel filled the open spaces and gave the scrawny branches fullness and a life of its own. These days the frasers, the balsams, the white pines and such are so cultivated, trimmed and 'designed' that they leave little space for the humble tinsel to dangle and pick up the light. It has no place to hang. I guess you could say that there is 'no room at the inn'. I say, "Long live Tinsel in all its shining glory!"