Most folks picture Christmas in many ways.
Families gather around a roaring fire with a glittering Christmas tree shining in the background and brightly colored packages scattered around it.
I remember a lot of Christmas celebrations just like that.
But there was a very special one that was as pretty to me as a Norman Rockwell painting, thanks to the generosity of a man on a Christmas Eve long ago.
During those lean years of the Depression, Christmas was sad for folks who couldn't afford to give the smallest of presents to their children.