Zack Hill by John Deering and John Newcombe for December 18, 2012

you don’t understand … Those were GOOD days! We were happy with a lot less! [ some didn’t have either the underwear OR the orange]

weren’t social services back then, sent the kids to the workhouse/debtors’ prison

My dad said his Christmas was the same as the old guy here. Very funny.

Not did he know of Zack.

I’m nowhere near as old as Zack’s granddad, but the best stocking stuffers I remember as a kid were some loose change (pennies, nickles and dimes), walnuts and Brazil nuts, a few chocolate gold coins, a box of crayons with a rolled up coloring book topped off by a tangerine, orange, apple or a handful of kumquats. That was a stocking full of joy.

That’s what my mother got for Christmas (the orange). This was in the early 1920’s.

Of course, that was before we starting running down the road to totalitarianism.

DFTT

After serving in WWII, my uncle move to Florida and every Christmas he would send a crate of oranges to my mother and grandmother . . . it was a wonderful gift!!