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As the holidays approach, I am reminded of our first and only Christmas in Oregon. It was, without a doubt, one of the most unforgettable holidays we have celebrated in our 33 years of marriage.
Because all of our family was still in Bakersfield, we were heading south to spend the holiday. Now, you’re probably wondering why we would need a tree, but if you knew my wife, you wouldn’t bother to ask. Debbie is driven by the holidays and that Christmas of 1979 was no exception. She was determined to squeeze every ounce out of Christmas.
So, no sooner had the Thanksgiving turkey been consumed that the boxes of decorations came out. There was only one thing missing –– the Christmas tree.
Now, I’m not talking just any tree, I’m talking about a perfect tree. Of course, Debbie’s definition of perfect differs from most. Whereas I am from the “it looks good enough for...
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