Christmas I Remember Best: Christmas of Rag Dolls Altered View
Deseret News (Salt Lake City) › December 24, 2007
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My cheeks tingled with excitement in the brisk December air, the world was my oyster. Christmas was the pearl nestled deep inside my soaring spirit.
It was 1949, and my first job and regular paycheck meant this was one year I wouldn't have to be satisfied giving homemade gifts. My coat swings rhythmically with my happy steps. I looked at the handsome young man beside me. I was wearing his ring. It encircled my finger just as his love encircled me in a warm, ever-present glow. Bob carried the gifts we had carefully purchased, each one lovingly selected for a special family member. Together we would create a memorable Christmas.See the full content of this document
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Christmas I Remember Best: Christmas of Rag Dolls Altered View
Near the street corner stood a bell-ringing Santa. A donation dropped into his bucket increased my belief that I had the true spirit of this holiday season.
We arrived at my home and carefully placed the beautiful foil- wrapped gifts under ...See the full content of this document
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