
Mom would trade a box of Christmas cards for a tall, huge tree and have it decorated by the time we got home from school. Yes, we walked home from an early age. She had silver star reflectors for the large colored lights, used cotton for snow, and little birds perched on the limbs I recall. One year we got cars we could ride around in and another a portable organ. We got to open one gift Christmas Eve and would be very anxious for morning to arrive. Brick-like cardboard was tacked on the wall by the floor heater. How did Santa get in with no fireplace? We were assured he'd find a way. And he did!
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