Of a Butter Dish, Christmas Parades and Santa’s Knee … (continued)

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Arriving home and seeing my mother’s care still absent, I breathed a sigh of relief.

We had returned home before her.

I greatly doubted

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Of a Butter Dish, Christmas Parades and Santa’s Knee …

When I was eleven I broke the butter dish. I had been cooking, making toast without permission. As punish my mother said I could not accompany her to the annual Christmas parade held the second Saturday of each December.

I loved going the Christmas Parade held in the town where we did most of our

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