My favorite Thanksgivings were those spent in Boston with my grandmothers.
I grew up in a very small town in Northern New York but for holidays, like Easter and Thanksgiving, our parents would pile us into the car (don’t you love that expression? why do we always say we were “piled” into a car – when we know good and well that we opened the doors and climbed in?!) and drive us to Boston. Now that was a pretty long way in the winter in a Dodge Dart, and then later a Buick.


Stopping for lunch out of the back of the Buick - 1965
(This picture was obviously NOT taken on a Thanksgiving trip!)
I loved getting into Boston. It was dark but there were so many streetlights and illuminated tunnels that it seemed really exciting.
My grandmother and grandfather lived in Belmont and my great-grandmother lived in Brookline. When we got to my great-grandmother’s house we would have supper around a card table in the hall – since the dining room was already set for the big meal!
Thanksgiving day was wonderful and we would sit around in the parlor and play games - like “Twenty Questions” – with other relatives who had come to share the day with us. It was always pretty formal but we thought that was just the way Thanksgiving was. We liked dressing up for the big day! And I was in heaven – spending the day with my grandmothers.

My great-grandmother and my grandmother and me
Thanksgiving dinner was fabulous, of course.
Then on Friday, my great-grandmother would take us three kids off in her tiny Austin Cooper to go clothes shopping. I thought I had died and gone to heaven. We didn’t have any clothing stores in our town in NY so this was really a thrill.

1968 Austin Cooper
Great Grandma Barbara Crosby was in her early 80′s in those days and she really liked to move out in that car. We rolled around in the back, laughing so hard since we were actually terrified but didn’t know how else to express it!
I never knew my great-grandfather since he had passed away many years before. But he was the grandson of Captain Elijah Crosby – in whose honor I named our company.
Our business started out as The Tin Woodsman Pewter Company. Both of my grandmothers had passed away by the time we changed our name to Crosby & Taylor. I know they would have loved to see the Crosby name being honored.
Holidays – memories – and family names – they all kind of merge – and isn’t that nice!
All of us at Crosby & Taylor wish all of you a very Happy Thanksgiving! We hope you enjoy making new memories together.