The Wonder Years (or: Ghost of Holidays Past)

I'm the blondy with the attitude on the right, starting to learn how to show some leg. I'm surrounded by my brothers and sisters. Mom is in the middle, and judging by the serene look on her face after the Christmas gift-opening frenzy that was the morning, it seems she's already hit the egg nog.
We're dressed in our McCracken finest, getting ready to go to Mass, which was still conducted partially in Latin (and where Mom's egg nog will come in handy).

Those hospital blue walls would soon be spiced up with paisley velvet wallpaper (gold). The carpet in the living room was shag (bright red).

There was a wood-paneled station wagon in the driveway, a pool table in the rec. room, a home entertainment center in the den with a lazy boy parked to the side of it, and a yellow rotary dial telephone hanging on the wall in the kitchen.

It was about the time of the moon landing.