Appreciating the Present: A Christmas Tale

This would be the last Christmas on our land. The land where we had chopped firewood, planted trees, dug a pond, raised various animals, and pulled weeds out of a huge garden. In a few months, when the trees, weeds, and cornfields would be full and green, we would move 15 miles away to a city of 13,000 people. For now, it was still business a usual, opening gifts on a cold December morning.

1981-12 Christmas Justin (4) Tractor
Me (4), Christmas 1981, armed with a tractor.

Like many toys from the era, this Ford tractor was mostly metal and could have easily doubled as a weapon—I had it for many, many years. Also, notice the large white Bible on the TV—we had it for many, many years as well. Continue reading “Appreciating the Present: A Christmas Tale”

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