It’s the Christmases of my childhood that I remember always and cherish most. They were simple and humble with no fancy frills or garland.In the windows of the stores downtown, I often stood, longingly, dreaming of a Christmas tree with expensive decorations and huge bows made of red velvet ribbon. And the angel on top?She was my heart’s desire rather than the ancient star tha...
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