Breakin’ Up Christmas: The Appalachian Epiphany

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Hooray Jake, hooray John
Breakin’ up Christmas all night long
Santa Claus come, done and gone
Breaking up Christmas right straight along
Don’t you remem­ber a long time ago
The old folks danced the doesey-doe

~Bluegrass stan­dard Breaking Up Christmas, author unknown 


When I was in high school, I played the vio­lin (quite poor­ly, to be hon­est) in the GRC Orchestra. I was always break­ing my strings, and my moth­er would take me to her friend Homer Ledford to get them fixed up. I had no idea that Homer was a world-famous luthi­er, or mak­er and inven­tor of stringed instru­ments (sev­er­al of his instru­ments are even in the Smithsonian).

Anyway, Homer invit­ed us to a “Breaking Up” par­ty one year dur­ing Christmas break (I think it was at his house, but he was there regard­less). I assumed some­one had bro­ken up with their girl­friend, and the par­ty was to cheer them up. Everyone brought an instru­ment or a dish to share. There was mulled wine, a cozy blaze in the fire­place, and lots of blue­grass music.

Well, it took more than 30 years, but I final­ly learned what a “Breaking Up” par­ty is. And it starts with the his­to­ry of the Gregorian calendar. 

In the Christian cal­en­dar, January 6 is known as Epiphany, or the Twelfth Day of Christmas, mark­ing the vis­it of the Magi to the baby Jesus. In many Appalachian com­mu­ni­ties, this day is under­stood as the true birth­day of Jesus. As writ­ten in the 1917 book Old Christmas and Other Kentucky Tales in Verse, “Old Christmas occurs on the 6th of January as it did in England before the change in the cal­en­dar in the eigh­teenth cen­tu­ry, and as it still does in lands spir­i­tu­al­ly con­trolled by the Greek Church.”

You see, in 1582, Pope Gregory XIII intro­duced the Gregorian cal­en­dar to cor­rect inac­cu­ra­cies in the Julian cal­en­dar, which had been used since Roman times. This reform shift­ed dates slight­ly, so that feasts and sea­sons aligned more close­ly with astro­nom­i­cal events like the win­ter solstice.

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Not every­one adopt­ed the new cal­en­dar imme­di­ate­ly, because they didn’t have a way of learn­ing about it. Most rur­al and iso­lat­ed com­mu­ni­ties main­tained old­er litur­gi­cal tra­di­tions that cel­e­brat­ed Christ’s birth accord­ing to the “Old Style” cal­en­dar, which placed it on January 6. In this sense, cel­e­brat­ing Jesus on January 6 was not a devi­a­tion, but a con­tin­u­a­tion of a cen­turies-old Christian practice.

For ear­ly Appalachian fam­i­lies, the date was less about exact cal­cu­la­tions and more about faith. The Twelve Days of Christmas became not just a sin­gle moment, but a whole sea­son. And a whole vibe. Houses were dec­o­rat­ed, fires kept burn­ing, and fam­i­lies gath­ered in fel­low­ship, extend­ing the joy of Christmastide beyond December 25.

Several gen­er­a­tions lat­er, many moun­tain com­mu­ni­ties still keep spir­its bright long after December 25 has passed. They call it Breakin’ Up Christmas, a rolling cel­e­bra­tion that stretch­es from Christmas Day through Twelfth Night. It isn’t about tak­ing a break from the hol­i­days but rather break­ing it into twelve small, shin­ing pieces. Twelve nights to gath­er, eat, dance, and play music. Twelve nights to car­ry folks through the hard­est part of winter. 

I’m pret­ty sure I attend­ed one of these fes­tive jams that year. Breaking Up Christmas is more than an Appalachian cus­tom. It is a tes­ta­ment to the endur­ing genius of moun­tain peo­ple, who have always known that the anti­dote to dark­ness is com­mu­ni­ty. It’s a reminder that joy is not tied to a sin­gle day on the cal­en­dar, but is, instead, a sea­son of pres­ence, con­nec­tion, and light in the darkness. 

The Appalachian Epiphany teach­es us that the deep­est cel­e­bra­tion comes not from sched­ules, not from presents, not from the cal­en­dar, but from being togeth­er, keep­ing faith, and car­ry­ing light into the long nights. In the hollers of the moun­tains, on the Twelfth Day, the spir­it of Christmas stretch­es on alive, radi­ant, and eternal.

Homer Ledford.
Homer Ledford.
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