Sometimes you have to keep traditions alive. Even if they taste bad. Mother made oyster stew each Christmas Eve. I hated it but after the family ate we were allowed to open one present. Grin, bear, and swallow it. In our family I talked a lot. Still do. The same number of folks did not […]
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