When I was growing up, it never seemed like Christmas until we drove over to the east side of the city to Nela Park, the General Electric plant where light bulbs were made. [Odds are, wherever you grew up, the bulbs used in your household were made there.] Each year, the workers would create elaborate decorations made from their products. I have yet to see a private home more wonderfully arrayed. [As ever, click to enlarge.]