While my wife and mother were trimming the tree this year, my mother got to talking about Christmases past. My parents' first year in Indianapolis, they could afford to buy a tree, but not ornaments. (They were a young couple with two little boys, my father just starting out.)
So they put a big red ribbon on the tree, tied it in a bow, and hung Christmas cards on it instead.
I wonder if either of my much older brothers remember that Christmas...
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