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Speaking of having a LOT to be thankful for this Christmas season...

I just gave a Christmas card to one of my neighbors downstairs, and she said she really doesn't like Christmas...at all. I asked her why. She told me that when she was 12 years old, her father was murdered on Christmas Eve!!!

She said the only comfort she had that Christmas day was that her four brother's and sisters did NOT yet know it had happened, and THEY got to enjoy Christmas.

So I am now thankful that none of MY family were ever murdered. Especially on Christmas Eve!!!

I can't imagine the heartache and the horror of what she felt as a child.

The murderers were never caught. She only knows that there were two of them.
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Christmas is my Birthday. so, I don't get Christmas presents.
farmerjeff · 56-60, M
@jackrabbit10 That is so sad. Happy Birthday.
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@4meAndyou when I was a kid, we were lucky to ger an orange and an apple.
4meAndyou · F
@jackrabbit10 My mother once told me about Christmas on the farm out in Nebraska in the 1920's. The children were all THRILLED to get fresh oranges in their stockings because that was something that they never, ever got to eat the rest of the year. ONE man from the valley would drive his wagon to California, and load it up with ice, and fresh oysters, and oranges...and make the long trek BACK with his precious cargo.

My mother said they had Oyster stew EVERY Christmas. It was their special Christmas feast...and her father would start up from the table suddenly, clutching his stomach, and yell, "Oooo!!! OW!!! That oyster is biting me!" So that all the children would scream...🤣🤣🤣

And my grandmother would buy special ribbon candy, which my mother remembers fondly because it was so beautiful...and on Christmas Eve night the children would have a taffy pull!!!
@4meAndyou a great story. that was really the good old days when whatever you got was Appreciated.💐
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cherokeepatti · 61-69, F
@4meAndyou My great-grandfather served in the Civil War. When the war ended he went back home, got married to a girl he knew before the war. And he homesteaded a quarter-mile section farm in Nebraska. He farmed and was good at it. They had 12 children. He made enough money to buy a 600-acre stock farm. And then bought a grain mill in town. After he retired he eventually moved to Osceola, Florida and bought an orange grove. My grandfather who was also a farmer, would drive down to Florida and help him harvest oranges. I can’t help but think that he brought a truckload of oranges with him back to Nebraska to share with the family.
4meAndyou · F
@cherokeepatti That must have been wonderful, and I am SURE that the people in Nebraska appreciated those oranges VERY much!!!