Two things have happened. First of all, Christmas has come and gone like a breeze.
Now, it was New Year’s Eve and Christmas school vacations were coming to a close.
Like most folks in our neighborhood, our cedar Christmas tree was fading to brown with needles littering the rug.
Mama and I carefully placed each ornament in a sheet of tissue paper saved from last year.
We carefully packed the lights, burned out bulbs and all; the war was on and we didn’t throw anything away.