Farmhand's Gift of Sharing Gives 20 Christmases Later

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The Christmas tree was a scrub cedar hacked from the edge of the woods that bordered the farm. Big-bulbed lights, strung in barber pole fashion generated almost as much heat as the nearby wood stove. Yellowed Christmas cards saved over the years and perched like doves in the untrimmed branches served as ornaments.

"I believe this is the prettiest tree I've ever had," Howard proclaimed as we stood in its glow. "And it smells good, too."

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Farmhand's Gift of Sharing Gives 20 Christmases Later

The only scent evident to me was a mixture of wood smoke and the lingering remains of a fried pork supper. But I lied and said, "Sure does."

Howard beckoned me to sit. We had shared...

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