The first Christmas we spent in our re-modeled home. Dad was so eager to get us all home for the holiday. Granted, most of the rooms had not been sheet-rocked and the floors were all bare concrete, but Dad had the tree and the stockings up. Mom had hot cocoa and all the presents were under the tree. It was great. I was 10 years old and it all seemed like an adventure to me.
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