The pictures of the girls in front of the tree brought back some memories. We were so poor back then we couldn't afford shoes for the girls. And they had to share a pair of pants. But they had no idea they were poor. They used to think it was was fun to see who got to wear the pants.
(Since the silverware story is really set at Eastertime, you should check out John Henry Faulk's Christmas Story from NPR for a good 'poor family at Christmastime' story.)
We still hang candy canes and the same snowflakes on the tree, but it looks like the year Amanda was born we were too poor to afford any stripedy candy.
Hope we all get an orange in our stockings this year.
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