The Little Bulb That Wouldn’t

The Little Bulb That Wouldn’t

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It was that time of year again, December was fast approaching, summer heat gone and acorns and leaves were falling; this was “tree time.”  In our home, structure is a most popular concept: everything has a place…even if we can’t find that place!  In my childhood, my Mom, bless her heart, the strict and determined English and math teacher of seventh and eighth graders, never gave me a break, and I entered adulthood knowing I could never “color outside the lines.”  Even now, very much an adult, “tree time” was no exception.  My first duty included locating the tree, no easy task either.  I knew the general area: need to move several golf clubs not in my bag, move few old fishing rods used only to replace “eyes” on newer…
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