The battered box. The box says JC Higgins Ice Skates. I can only assume at one point these skates were a Christmas gift to my mom long ago. In my lifetime this old box, repaired numerous times with tape represents much more than winter days skating at the park. This old box is the home of “Nana’s Manger”. The handmade manger, made by my …
Christmas Magic
O Holy Night! The stars are brightly shining It is the night of the dear Savior’s birth! Long lay the world in sin and error pining Till he appear’d and the soul felt its worth. A thrill of hope the weary soul rejoices For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn! I’m sure I heard this song hundreds of times before the time that …