Burl and Joy know the value of good plastic. And that ornament has the added cachet of being made especially for Keebler.You just can’t put a value on things like that.No, really…. you can’t.
I ate some Jingles once.Once.Nasty.
Wow…. they have boxes packed with ornaments for each section of the tree. Why didn’t my Dad think of that?
He marshaled the troops every Christmas, barking orders at us, and making sure no row, column, quadrant or other definable sector had more than its proper share of red, blue, green or gold, every ornament was spaced properly far from its neighbors… and every strand of tinsel (still metal foil in those days) was hanging straight down… and with no clumping!
This was usually a few days before Christmas…. and on January 2nd, with the same military precision, the process was reversed….he even smoothed out the tinsel strands together as we handed it to him, and then wrapped it all up for next year, always complaining that some was bent or twisted.
Ah… memories.And Burl, I’m sure, made some equally pleasant ones for Patty.
Run, Patty!Run while you still can!Take Timmy with you!
Burl and Joy know the value of good plastic. And that ornament has the added cachet of being made especially for Keebler.You just can’t put a value on things like that.No, really…. you can’t.
I ate some Jingles once.Once.Nasty.
Wow…. they have boxes packed with ornaments for each section of the tree. Why didn’t my Dad think of that?
He marshaled the troops every Christmas, barking orders at us, and making sure no row, column, quadrant or other definable sector had more than its proper share of red, blue, green or gold, every ornament was spaced properly far from its neighbors… and every strand of tinsel (still metal foil in those days) was hanging straight down… and with no clumping!
This was usually a few days before Christmas…. and on January 2nd, with the same military precision, the process was reversed….he even smoothed out the tinsel strands together as we handed it to him, and then wrapped it all up for next year, always complaining that some was bent or twisted.
Ah… memories.And Burl, I’m sure, made some equally pleasant ones for Patty.
Run, Patty!Run while you still can!Take Timmy with you!